"Right... Alright. If what I think happened happened? this isn't where we want to talk about this. Why don't we go somewhere better?" She wasn't sure where better was, at the moment, but the intersection wasn't it. Putting down her bag for a moment, she pulled off the sweatshirt she wore - it was one of Henry's, so big on her, and smiled. it was a bit cool for just a tank top, but she'd be fine.
"See if that fits? The orange is a bit conspicuous. There's a coffee shop around the corner. Will that work?"