<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br/><br/>Fran groaned at that line and rolled her eyes. "Not with a line like that yer not. You're lucky I don't fasten you to the yardarm and keelhaul ya. I think. I'm no good with nautical terms." She grins and leans in, kissing the angel softly on her cheek before stepping around her to pour them two cups of coffee. "So what do you usually do when you come out here? Just.. sit and.. meditate or something?"