Jean-Claude glances sideways at her and offers her something of a smile as she slides into the empty space beside him. For once, he hadn't been anticipating company, and even more telling is the glass of wine on the bar before him. Jean-Claude very rarely drinks, and certainly even more rarely while he is working. But he's had a lot on his mind, and while wine never hits the spot in the way that it used to, long ago... He could use a drink right about now.

He offers her a shrug which could mean all or nothing, it's hard to tell with him, before turning more to be able to face her. "I will not lie, it is made better with your company, mon amie."