"I suppose that's only fair. If you want to sit, I'll be right there."
Grinning, she moved to the coffee counter and ordered his macchiato, as well as her own drink - a convoluted mixture of different shots, with extra whipped, please- and took care of the whole paying, and tipping, and waiting for the drinks thing that one did in a coffee shop. Gathering the cups and napkins and such, she made her way over to wherever he'd decided to sit and took the nearest chair, offering him his drink.
"So... I guess you have questions about the tornado? I bet everything seems just a little bit off, hmm?"