The set up is immaculate. Everything is adorable. She's starting to see why maybe she comes here a lot. Actual sugar cubes, a real teacup and a little teapot, it's like being at some fancy, high tea with ladies in big hats. It's like a little kid's tea party but all grown up.

Her smile remains in place and she watches him with interest as he sets everything down. There aren't any fancy, hat-wearing ladies or stuffed animals to put into chairs, but the way he lingers by the table...

Kenzi reaches out to gently grab his wrist, "Wait. Do you wanna sit? I mean it's not like you have a line up or anything."

Apparently she has no problem with personal space or physical contact, because she's still awkwardly holding onto his wrist with an expectant, almost pleading look on her face. Don't leave her alone.