Juliet had ordered her coffee and was sitting at a small table by the window when the two men entered the cafe. For a moment, she didn't recognize Shawn. Mostly because his appearance didn't look anything like the psychic she remembered. And the fact that she was staring off into space, trying to figure out what her next move was.
Raising her cup to her lips, she sipped the coffee with a small smile. It really was the best coffee in Cardiff. The police hadn't been lying. Though really, cops were touch and go on what they knew about coffee. Finishing her cup, she decided she would get one more before she headed out. Something to take with her as she went back to her investigation.
Moving up behind Shawn and Ianto, she smiled as she watched them interact. It was sweet, the way that the younger man was adjusting Shawn's lapel. Her eyes widened.