In her sureyal of the area, her gaze fell upon a man on the opposite side of a window, virtually gaping at her. This really was rather unfortunate. With all of these Muggles about, she could hardly disapparate--although, she was already making quite the spectacle of herself, considering both the way she had appeared and the way she was dressed.
Glancing back at the man in the coffee shop to see if he had gone back to his drink (he hadn't) and left her to her business (he hadn't), she rolled her eyes in something quite like annoyance and began walking briskly in the opposite direction. This was going to take some sorting out.