No. 10 · The Selection · age 24
Lucy, two espressos in
Espresso standing up, a run round the park, and Jupiter pointed out after dark.
Available today Coffee hours by day, clear midweek nights
- Age
- 24
- Height
- 163 cm · 5 ft 4 in
- Hair
- Long, curly dark brown
- Eyes
- Brown
- Figure
- Slender
- Languages
- English
- Home district
- Pimlico
Profile updated September 2026 · portraits checked in person
Behind the glass
Lucy takes her espresso standing at the counter, the old way, and keeps a short list of places in W1 that make it properly. Near the top sits a small bar on Great Titchfield Street. At 163 cm and slender, she carries a cloud of dark brown curls reaching well down her back that go wherever they like, and brown eyes that always seem halfway to a daydream. Her style is loose and a little coastal: linen, a knitted wrap, silver rings on most fingers.
Dreamy on the surface, sharp underneath. She drifts into a thought and returns with something unexpected, usually about the night sky. In her mid twenties and an English speaker with a soft, amused voice, she runs the Outer Circle of Regent's Park three mornings a week and can name every bright planet still visible over London. She is tender with people, curious about their stories, and never rushes to fill a pause.
Kaffeine on Great Titchfield Street is where her Fitzrovia day opens, with two espressos and a pastry split down the middle. Then a slow wander through the neat streets north of Oxford Street, past small galleries and design studios, a look at whatever is showing in a window, and lunch wherever smells best. On a clear evening she will suggest a taxi up to Primrose Hill to see what the sky is doing.
Pimlico sits on the Victoria line, so she is at Oxford Circus within minutes of leaving home, a short stroll from Fitzrovia. Daytime bookings and midweek evenings both work for her. Ask through booking and name the hour.
Lucy's ladder
Whole pounds for whole hours, and the figure shown is the figure paid. Travel inside Zones 1 and 2 comes included; every term sits on the rates page.
| Length | Fee | Good for | Message |
|---|---|---|---|
| One hour60 min | £250 | A drink in the bar or an hour of talk upstairs | Ask |
| Ninety minutes90 min | £400 | Unhurried, with time for a second glass | Ask |
| Two hours2 hrs | £500 | Dinner nearby and the stroll back to your hotel | Ask |
| Three hours3 hrs | £700 | A show and a late supper, or a long night in | Ask |
| Dinner date4 hrs | £900 | Four hours built around a proper table | Ask |
| Overnight10 hrs | £1,800 | Ten hours, late evening through to breakfast | Ask |
| WeekendFri to Sun | On request | Priced around your plans by the desk | Ask |
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Hello, I would like to book Lucy on [date] at [time] for [duration]. I am staying at [hotel name], and will share the room number on confirmation.
Lucy after dark
Eleven in the morning, a cup in hand, and she is explaining why the crema matters. The wander that follows has no fixed route. She pauses at a print shop, a bakery window, a doorway with beautiful tiles, and photographs none of it because she prefers to remember.
Lunch runs late and long. If the booking stretches into the evening and the sky is clear, a taxi carries you both up to Primrose Hill. She knows where to stand, away from the path lamps, and points out Jupiter first, then Saturn if you are lucky, then the constellation she has always found hardest to see. The hill turns cold after dark, and she will have brought a spare scarf. Then back down into the lights, a hot drink somewhere warm, and your hotel door at a civilised hour.
Lucy, asked
On Great Titchfield Street, standing at the counter. Sitting down turns it into a different drink, and a slower morning.
Planets, easily. Stars, a handful on a good night. You learn to love the ones you get, and to forgive the streetlights.
Once round the Outer Circle, a little under three miles. Twice if I have eaten a croissant, which is most days.
What guests wrote
This pane has no guest notes yet. They go up after genuine bookings only, once the desk has checked them; each carries a first name and when it was written, nothing explicit, and Lucy can ask for any of them to come off the glass.
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