A friend of hers a while back turned her on to this cafe, and Megan liked it enough that she's made it her go-to one, even though there's another one closer to her house. Distance isn't a problem for her at all, she can literally just pop right in whenever she wants, so that's not a problem -- she just likes the atmosphere here. Friendly. Nice. No one looks at anyone else weird, even if they've got wings.

She stops in that afternoon a little drunk still and in desperate need of coffee -- she should have water and an aspirin but fuck that -- and immediately plasters on her smile. She's not planning on staying long, she should only need to do it for a few minutes. She's dumping roughly half the entire cafe's supply of sugar into her cup when she notices Kiden there and hesitates, wondering if she should pop out before having to talk to someone else she knows, but -- no, she ought to be social again, or people are going to notice something's really up. "Kiden, hi!"