"Humming, then, whatever." She rolls her eyes at him. She remembers their last meeting. She'd tried to pick him up before realizing who he was. They'd had a drink, maybe a bit more understanding, but the fact still remained: he'd left Kenzi.

She wants to ask him what he's doing here, but they're in public, and she doesn't even care.

"Just watch it next time, yeah?" She'd probably never sounded quite so Cockney in her life.