Phaedra did not need to read Eleni's mind to know she was uncomfortable. Hell, she couldn't even really blame the girl.
She chuckled very slightly when the Doctor mentioned television programs, and a waitress behind the counter turned around. She just barely had time to hide her fangs behind her hand before the woman noticed.
This was not going to be an easy place for her to exist. Not in the slightest. She'd felt with her mind, and there was nothing here like she was. That was troubling. She wondered if the Doctor had realized the same thing just yet.