"Oh, God mine too," Kitty laughed and yes, it wasn't really the kind of thing you were supposed to laugh over, but it was nice to have that sort of shared common ground, "My dad always used to go on about how 'soft the Americans were' and mom would-" she paused, remembering how that argument always ended, and made the very quick evaluation that talk of Holocaust survival was far too heavy for a conversation like this. "Well, Dad always won that argument." she finished, kind of lamely but with another smile thrown in for good measure.
She noticed the building, larger than most of the others around it, and pointed out to the distance, "That's where we're headed, yes?" She hoped so at least. As much as she was enjoying the conversation, probably more than she would admit out loud to anyone, it didn't change the fact that she was desperate to find somewhere she could sit down in and just take everything in.
"Well, I'll hold you to that," she added with a small smirk, and didn't even blush this time as she recognised the other meaning that Sean's words could hold. She was getting good at that. "I guess any time I want my uh, hands on something, I'll know you're the guy to go to." It felt almost brazen coming out of her mouth, and far too forward, but a small part of her practically shouted a 'fuck yeah'. There was a first time for everything and here and now seemed as good a time as any to hone her flirting skills.