[Caitlin has barely been at this table long enough to set her own tray down, so it's with a faintly sheepish smile that she taps out her reply on her phone and holds it up for Bobby to read.]
no problem! it's crowded today huh?
[Which doesn't bother her - crowds are easy enough to blend in with - but she can sympathise with how awkward Bobby looks hovering over the table, too.
Just to show willing, she picks up the pink paintbrush she'd left dripping over the side of the table, and... hmm. Her gaze flicks from side to side. Actually, where else can she put this? The table isn't that big.]
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no problem! it's crowded today huh?
[Which doesn't bother her - crowds are easy enough to blend in with - but she can sympathise with how awkward Bobby looks hovering over the table, too.
Just to show willing, she picks up the pink paintbrush she'd left dripping over the side of the table, and... hmm. Her gaze flicks from side to side. Actually, where else can she put this? The table isn't that big.]