"Non I have not been here long," she said with a smile as soon as the waitress had walked away to retrieve Cass' coffee. "Just sitting here watching the people walk by and relaxing." As an athlete she could understand how nice something so simple was. It was something she got in the habit of doing after her injury.
Fleur picked at a piece of fruit, "So how is freedom? Your father backing off a little?" Considering how nosy her parents were even from Paris Fleur wasn't convinced that was possible or that it would happen for Cass. It was a bit sad because from what little they had talked she sounded like a reasonable and capable girl.