When he sits forward, she does too, settling her chin on her hand and smiling at him across the table. She arches an eyebrow knowingly at his words, for the last time they 'spoke' had been rather memorable indeed.

"Life's been good," she tells him, her smile widening somewhat. Good, ever since he came into it, but she doesn't say that. It might be a little too much, and she's still trying to work out what kind of relationship they have here. Given they're out for what feels like a date, she's hoping by tonight, she'll know one way or another.

"We got another good review for the space exhibit," she goes on, finding it easier to act like its work that's been making her happy lately. "That's five of them now, and one in a national paper too!"