Blinking in surprise any thought she had a moment ago about the topic at had was lost, she looked to Thackery in confusion; Dorian never visited without first texting her. Setting her fork down she'd leave the table, "I'll be right back. You can keep eating," she sounded as distracted as she looked leaving the kitchen.
The sight of Dorian's larger frame on the other side of the glass made her happy that it had been locked, her nerves tensing up as she approached the glass. "Why are you here Dorian, the shop doesn't close till six and.. fuck you've been drinking haven't you?" He was quite honestly the last person she expected to see at that moment.