Despite some slight, understandable, envy, Bryony smiled brightly when she saw her friend approaching. "No," she assured her. "I only just got here." She'd have said it whether it was true or not, but actually Astoria hadn't kept her waiting long - Bryony hadn't expected her to. "Shall we go inside? There's a nice table for two by the window."
The atmosphere at Rosa Lee suited Bryony almost perfectly. Not so formal she felt suffocated, but not so casual that she felt out of place or uncertain. It was nice having some basic etiquette to hold onto, though Bryony did feel she was getting better at adapting to new places. They were seated at the table Bryony had spotted and their order for tea taken so it could brew while they looked over the lunch menu. The room was pleasantly fragrant, and Bryony took a few moments to look around before returning her attention to Astoria. "How are you?" She had brought a small present, shrunk to fit into her bag, but she wasn't sure right now was the right time to present it.