[She is, quite frankly, relieved the pin worked: there isn't a lot of technology that Vanya knows well enough to use. Hell, she still has...had an old rotary phone in her apartment back home. So she smiles, inching up the line as it moves and more or less of the same mind as him - lines are only good for small talk, except she has no idea what kind of real conversation they'll have here, which makes her antsy.]

Oh - no, I've only been here once. But their coffee is good, and Jane seemed to like the tea...and they've got some good, like, cakes if you want--

[She cuts herself off as the cashier calls for the next in line, stepping up to play her order - coffee and cream and a piece of lemon poppy bread. Which is exactly what she had the last time she was here, because adventurous she is not.]