Sterrin was stuffing her phone away in her purse as she walked into the mocha wearing a casual dress in deep red and a pair of knee high black boots. Her mother had just called to remind her that tomorrow was Declan's birthday, and she was at a complete loss as to what to do for him. He was rich enough to have anything materialistic that he wanted, so buying him something seemed sort of pointless. Looking around, she spotted Jack at the end of the line and an idea sparked to life. Walking up behind him, she put her hand on his back just for shits and giggles, but kept her ability to herself. She didn't need to see what her brother's 'O' face looked like. "Hello Jacky boy," she purred.