The back of her neck tingled once again, giving her the notion that something was going on that she needed to know...wanted to know. Since realizing in part what she could do, Cady had been thirsty for knowledge. Not book knowledge, social knowledge. Knowledge about people...things that she couldn't find out just through the unreliable grapevine. The only way she could purposefully pursue it was to meditate or dream, and she wasn't doing either right now. It's like watching a show and cutting to commercial right before the climax. So annoying! An odd look flashed in Seth's eyes before he smirked and spoke again...hm, what kind of skeletons could he have in his closet? He certainly wasn't an angel, everyone had their secrets...and Cady loved finding them out.
"Hmm, what kind of girl do you take me for, Seth?" She asked, feigning an accusing tone, before breaking into a grin. Leaning in once more, her hand brushed his ever so slightly. "I'm in a league all my own, mister handsome." She spoke softly enough, though still loud enough for him to hear her. She smirked devilishly. "..And you look as if you like a challenge." On that note, she moved down the bar to take a few more orders, leaving him to linger on her words. So, she was hitting on her old high school teacher, so she had only graduated three months ago, so what? Cady wasn't new to this whole game, it could be mildly scandalous, but that was half the fun.