Peisinoê started to rinse off her plate and mug, trying to decide if she wanted to go through the effort of making more cocoa or just have a glass of juice. For once, she was probably all researched out for a bit. So, no black tea at least.
A thoughtful finger was tapped on her chin before she remembered that her hands were wet, which meant she was distracted trying to try her suddenly damp face with her shoulder as she considered how one does set up something like that. The second part she could definitely handle though, "Of course! I'll make a binder!"
She dried off her dishes and set them on the rack as she bit her lip, thinking of her conversations with Lennox and the few times that music had come up. "Uhm. Varied I think? I don't believe he's into the angry sort, you know what I mean?"