There's a faint darker colour to her cheeks at his comment, warmed by the knowledge he did want to see her and went all the way here. The coffee shop isn't exactly bustling in these hours after all, students trying to regain some semblance of sleep.

"Oh you flatterer. One of these days I'm just going to turn red from your compliments and stay red.

"I am glad you came though," she confides to him, "especially around this hour when all the kids are getting ready to go. Otherwise I might have had to try and make a token effort of shooing you away. For the children's sake since I like to think that's my job at this point."

Babysitter, trailer, and playground supervisor. A ghost has got to keep herself busy when still in the living world.