[Caitlyn lets the older woman dote a little bit, amused by the overly familiar auntie-type's antics. It is a weird scene, almost comical, and the mischief-maker inside Cait isn't exactly worried about the consequences. It seems like she's stumbled on the strangely soft underside of the Church's most dangerous woman, doesn't it?

She "Yes ma'am's" her way gracefully through the flurry of the proprietress's greetings and pleasantries, amused but also genuinely enjoying it. It's been entirely too long since she's done something like this, and there is a kind of little joy to it. Just like seeing Ciel smile, if she's being honest.]

Of course not. This is quite nice.

[She turns her attention back to Ciel and settles down across from her former...foe...turned whatever this is? Target of mischief? Friend? Victim? It's hard to really say.

She flips through the menu quickly enough, and nods to Kana.]

I'd like red-root tea, if you don't mind, miss?

[And when the girl took Ciel's order and departed, Caitlyn turned to the other woman with the vaguest of smiles. No smirk, no...gloating or anything. Just a pleasant, if somewhat impish, expression.]

This sort of place seems like it suits you quite well.