Upon first impression, or first sight rather, Helena was definitely impressed. It wasn't every day that Helena declared herself a fan of something or someone, but she truly admired Irene Adler. She may not say as much, but she had a feeling Doyle based Irene off of herself. Well, at least in her own world she believed that to be the case. No doubt this would prove to be quite the interesting meeting, it might be just like talking to herself in a way. What Helena was expecting was an interesting, intellectual conversation, and she had no doubt that that was what she would get. She smiled warmly, all ready admiring Miss Adler. She was a beautiful woman, and Helena certainly appreciated beauty.
"It does seem to be quite the attraction for excitement. I do not mind, though some of the excitement might not be quite what we want it to be. But I do agree, it is interesting so far." Really, Helena had been a bit skeptical of whether Heaven and Hell actually existed, but here she seemed to have her answer, at least as far as this world went. It was still a little hard to grasp that demons were running around trying to end the world, but she supposed there were stranger things that could happen.
Then came the question about having expected an afterlife. She didn't exactly like the topic much, but she had died a hero's death, so it wasn't all that bad. She nodded, a slightly sad twinge in her dark eyes, but she maintained eye contact with Miss Adler. "Yes, I was expecting an afterlife. Quite a let down, actually. I didn't exactly want to die, but I didn't want my friends to die. I had expected to be reunited with my daughter, but instead I find I'm still alive in Kansas. It is an upgrade from South Dakota, though." After all, Warehouse 13 had been in the Middle of Nowhere, South Dakota.
Following suit, Helena took the menu and looked it over. She was rather surprised by the selections they had. For being a cafe in America, there were some quality drinks on the menu. It was difficult to make a decision until her eyes landed on Earl Grey and she smiled. How long had it been since she'd had a good cup of Earl Grey tea?
Helena turned her head and saw the assortment of cakes. "Perhaps I've miscalculated. I must surely be in Heaven if one can find these fine specimens in the middle of America." She couldn't help the smile on her face. Tea and cake sounded positively delightful, especially when she was still adjusting to this new place. "I may have to have some cake as well." Now the question was just what kind she should have.