Klaus | Jan :: Coffee Date
"You're right," He agreed easily, "We did say that." Klaus grinned as she held out her mug, lifting his own to meet hers in a kind of cheers. She was interesting, cheery in a way that Klaus didn't have a lot of experience with but he certainly didn't mind it. She could stay, he decided.
Klaus gave her a surprised look, like the answer to her question was obvious. "Of course there is a right kind," He said simply, sure maybe his definition of the right kind was more broad than others, but he was fairly certain that there was a good kind for everyone who was interested in them. But maybe that was just his addiction talking. Hard to say really.
Taking a slow drink from his mug, Klaus nodded, "Yeah, like talking to ghosts." Not that he ever did a lot of that outside of Ben, but Ben didn't count. It was mostly a lot of ghosts shouting at him, but he wasn't going to get into the details of that, not with Jan or anyone to be honest. That was something that he'd keep to himself.
"Who doesn't love dancing?" He asked shaking his head like the very idea of such a thing was completely insane to him.
"Saving the world." He said simply and then considered, "And what were you doing?"