Siobhan smiled at him, knowing his words about the coffee couldn't be more true. She'd tried the stuff once and that was plenty enough to make her swear of St. Mungo's brew for the rest of her days. The trek down to the local coffee shop was much better than subjecting herself to that brand of torture.
Once he'd stood, Siobhan started towards the exit, looking over at Higgs. "I'm sure you could," she agreed. "Give you something to think about other than worrying. I'm sure your family will be here soon so the least I can do is occupy a little of your time until then. I wanted to say thank you again for dinner the other night. It was lovely. I'm sorry that it was a little rough in the middle."