Phanuel lightly nodded back to Hutchins, was appreciative that he didn't make a big deal of her sitting alone. She preferred her own company most of the time.
The Angel made note of his appearance, that he seemed to be in better spirits, and the lack of an extra one attached to his person.
She finally got the attention of the waitress across the room, and made an exaggerated gesture of pouring imaginary coffee, in an attempt to receive service.