"They're great, I promise." Her mouth was already watering for the panini and a hot chocolate. Probably not the healthiest meal, but serious discussions required chocolate.
Their food ordered and promised to arrive shortly, Penelope led Terence back to the courtyard, which was mostly deserted. Thank god. She picked a table in the corner, away from the other diners.
"So," Penelope looked at the cup in her hands, "we needed to talk."