...that's fine too, I guess. [she takes a bite out of her fish, chewing thoughtfully. Nepeta doesn't like hiding, even though her entire life has become a cloak and dagger operation. meeting in public places, even ones that she's specifically shrouded in urban terror, take away from that a little.]

I'd purromise to bring dessert, but I don't think that you'd like anything that I could get my hands on very much.