"Always," she promises, sliding out of their seats. A few minutes later, she's back, balancing two coffees in one hand, and two sandwiches in the other. Don't ask how it's possible, just accept it.

"I'm back, and you've got an english muffin dripping with grease and cheese." She sets them both down on the tray before sliding in back to her seat.

"Coffee's done just the way you like it." Hint of vodka. "Let's get you eating, and I'll get braiding." One of Nancy's many talents was her ability to work with hair. Like, hello, check out her hair. Best hair in London.