Kate looked at the cafe and raised a brow. She would have preferred a bar. But this place was cute. Just like Doc's new girl was cute. She was so goddamn cute Kate could murder her.
But she wouldn't. Well, the day was young. But she most likely wouldn't.
Kate had herself a seat at the table Nos sat at, not waiting to be invited or any such ridiculous thing. "Ya know if they started servin' venti jack daniels in these places they'd make a shit ton more money.." she muttered.
But then she turned a charming smile towards Nitrous, you know, the kind of smile a tiger would have. She drawled in an accent as pronounced as Doc's, "Well now, don' look so nervous, sugar. Yer gonna make me nervous then."