Charles hadn't been in too much of a rush to meet Jean. As long as he wasn't late. Which he rarely was. He was trying to finish up some paperwork before heading out so he wouldn't be thinking about it while he was enjoying a coffee. Part of him still saw her as a student even though she was older now. He would have to work hard to change that view of her. She wasn't a child anymore and he valued her input with the school.
Finally he came in and saw her at the table eating a yogurt. "I'm not late, am I?" Even though he was aware that he was right on time.