There was a small part of her that was feeling a bit guilty about taking up a table for two when there were people waiting, and Martha had fidgeted a bit in her chair as she debated heading out and away from the restaurant for some place less crowded. At the very least she'd decided that the best thing that she could do was burrow her nose into her book. Fingers brushed the leather of her bag when she'd seen the woman approaching her table, and then Martha paused and smiled up at the woman.

She was stylish that was for certain, and it made Martha feel slightly under-dressed in her trousers and sweater. However, she gestured to the chair below the woman's hand. "No, please sit down. I don't mind at all." Martha didn't mind, it was written in her voice and in the smile that matched it. "I'd not mind the company either."

Martha was keenly feeling the loss of her extended social circle, and lately her efforts to expand beyond it had been awkward at best and horrible at worse; the last thing she wanted to do was push away a potential friend. Well, potential friend material.