Kizzy was giggling as well, the drink having gone to her head.  If Cait didn't go for the bartender, the dancer just might.  Her drink was half empty when she set it on the table, barely having time to focus before being dragged again.  Only this time towards food.  Bowl in hand she looked over the choices, fighting another wave of giggles.  They all looked too good.  Cait had already picked out what she wanted and was heading for the grill.<br/><br/>In a frenzied rush, Kizzy picked at random, mixing in various meats and vegetables, nearly forgetting the noodles before tossing a spoonful on top.  Her landlady's abrupt turn caught Kizzy off guard, making her bump into Cait, the giggle she'd been fighting finally escaping.  "Shhh!"  Another giggle as she covered her lips in agreement for the need for discretion.<br/><br/>Looking in the direction indicated she saw a bunch of old bitties.  They were far too attentive to Cait, it made Kizzy angry that her new friend would be judged.  "If they weren't customers I'd give them something to talk about!"  Plots of giving Cait a kiss or a fondle just to draw their ire were dismissed.  "Just ignore them.  I'll help you find new customers.  Yoga candles.  People buy anything yoga."  She gave a definitive nod at the statement before nudging Cait towards the grill.  “Food.  Drink.  Fun.  Tonight you are just Cait.”