Looking up, she blinked slowly, still under the daze of losing herself in another novel. Eyes soft, almost lazy as she regarded the waitress with something akin to a blank stare. She closed her book, holding her place with a finger, and pulled the well worn tome closer to her. "Tea please, and maybe something light to eat. I'm not particular." Her voice was soft, but not shy as she forced an awkward smile for the waitress, and glancing at the young man curiously before opening the book open once more, the deep blue leather cracking a bit more at the spine as she resumed her reading.