"People seem to avoid what I say more often than not," he admitted with a shrug, coming back to the table with a coffee for himself and a water and cruller for Nora. "We could ... talk in private, though." Later, after the food.
Which meant that they were going to have at least twenty minutes of awkwardness while they ate. Great. Just ... great. And having the woman at his flat would be disastrous -- he didn't clean up much. Hopefully nothing was ... erm, growing.
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