Glancing up from her book to reach for her coffee, Cerise caught sight of the new arrival, who sat down at the table next to hers. She certainly stood out a bit, especially with the shawl around her head, and Cerise couldn't help but eye her for a moment, trying to figure out why she looked the slightest bit familiar. After a moment, a small but friendly smile on her lips, she said to the girl, "It's a lovely morning, isn't it?"