Nancy didn't know when to expect Coward back. He'd given her enough that she was set up for some time, but even so, his return was highly welcomed. Especially with the shifting of politics in Midnight's (slight) favor. She didn't want to risk getting into trouble, without the police commissioner on her side. It paid to have friends in high places, and she was experiencing this first hand.

So naturally, she called off her plans when Coward's letter and delivery arrived. So come Wednesday at 8, she was walking into Kaspar's, her ginger hair curled and coiffed up off of her neck. The waitstaff seemed to guess who she was there for, or had been warned she was coming, had escorted her towards him. And there he was, sitting at the table for the two of them, glasses of wine at the ready.

"Lord Coward," she said, approaching him. Her heels put her much closer to his height. "It's so good to see you!" She reaches a hand to him and moves in to give him a kiss on the cheek, her usual greeting of those she cared about.