Eve had to admit her current skin was a nice one considering all she had to do was flash a shy slightly flirtatious smile and unzip her leather jacket just a little lower showing off just a little more skin than she already was and the human male that had greeted her hadn't seemed to mind she couldn't actually pay for whatever meal he'd gone to fetch her from the kitchen.
With a dull sigh Eve got up to retrieve a bottle from behind the bar not really caring what it ended up being so long as it dulled the dry scratch in her throat carrying it and glass toward a table at the back of the collection of seating spaces kicking her booth clade feet up on the table, she'd claimed for her own as soon as she'd settled in her chair.
She hadn't realized she'd started singing under her breath until the boy-man waiting on her was back still grinning like a fool as he slipped the plates of food onto the table beside her crossed boot clade feet tapping in time with the song, she was unconsciously humming to herself. "You an Adele fan?" he commented also setting down a large glass of something amber-colored yet that carried the aroma of apples. "the song. It's Skyfall by Adele, isn't it?" He clarified as she comes dangerously close to both kicking the glass off the table entirely as well as hitting him in his arm seeing as he'd smartly straightened up the second the annoyed-looking immortal takes down her feet from the carter top as she tucks the box back into her jacket pocket.
Eve scoffs greedily tugging the plate toward her, her mouth already watering at the bounty he'd compiled.
Three large neatly stacked goldenly fluffy pancakes, two slices of butter toast, at least four eggs all scrambled, home fried potatoes, bacon just a touch before blackened.
"I'll be back." He says as if it was meant as some kind of warning when Eve hears more than sees the door to the small combination of bar and diner opening again.
Eve only glances up from her meal biting down harder than needed on the end of her toast to check the reflection in the mirror she'd positioned herself by. Can't be too careful despite the real Wynonna Earp still having been trapped in the garden when Eve had last crossed her path.
"Hey, yeah Clay." That voice her skin at least recognized making Eve's head turn a second time toward the direction of the door. "Just the usual if you please." She smiles taking a seat at closer toward the front door while Eve chose to hide more in the shadows at the back of the eatery. "Actually, best add in another chocolate milk to that order. Seems our little Daisy had quite the adventure earlier and can't seem to settle her." the new customer exclaims after a few light taps of her fingertips against the countertop.
Gus. Gus McCready. Aunt Gus.
"Sure thing." The man -Clay—nodes once again disappearing into the back at the request.
Eve quickly ducks her head when faster than she'd anticipated Gus's eyes find her own in the mirror refection.
The cornered immortal was considering bolting out of the back door when she heard the heavy scrap of the chair from behind her leaving the remains of her meal behind plate less cleaned than she'd intended. The ring of a cell phone breaks the older woman's attention for a few short seconds
"Well, here you go Mrs. G." Clay announces coming back with two large take-out bags "I added in two extra cartons in there for your littlest angel. Hope she feels better soon."
Eve watched covertly as Gus nodes in thanks then leans over to talk in low tones with the man more than once caught the pair looking toward her
"Hey firecracker, I was wondering when you'd get round to calling." Gus teases answering the call after only a glance at the number. Eve rolled her eyes at the cheery greeting "Humans." She gaged taring into her pancakes with more force whilst Gus manages to collect both bags of food while still conduction the one-sided conversation.
"Really? They are? Thank the Lord for that. How are they holding up? How are you holding up?" Gus probes giving the eavesdropping immortal one last glance on her way toward the door again, Eve ducked her head in a poor attempt to hide herself. "Well, I'll be keeping my ear to the ground a little harder then."
The plate was almost completely cleared of anything resembling food when a shadow fell across Eve's hunched back and a hand reached out to grab the bottle at Eve's elbow. No one spoke while the bottle was opened, and a generous amount poured into the shot glass the second woman had brought over with her.
"I don't know how in the heck you made it here so fast considering Nic just told me you're supposed to be in the hospital getting looked at after getting back from that Garden she said you'd been stuck in after going to get your sister and right now I don't wanna know." Gus says in a low voice. "but I do wanna make one thing crystal clear right here right now." Eve glances up already feeling more like a scolded pup than she ever had before in her long life. "I'm all for this reunion you seem to be itching for and I will help with it in any way I can, but you listen, and you listen proper. You upset that sweet girl of yours in any way I won't be held responsible for my actions."
Eve didn't bother answering with anything other than a weak nod of her head keeping her eyes on the floor.
"I have missed you." Gus sighed wrapping her arms around the immortal's shoulders. "although I am upset you seemed to have just left your little sis and that Haught cop of hers without a word."
"This wasn't a planned trip." Eve defends honestly. "One minute I was there- the next I was a few miles outside of town." Again, the truth came rather easily from the sink walker's lips as she held the elder woman's gaze. It made her uncomfortable but then her hand brushed against the cookie box in her pocket and Eve felt herself relaxing.
Gus just wavers off her supposed story "Just hurry up and finish up here so I can get home before your little firecracker wakes up from her nap and realizes I left Per in charge and that I re-hide her Tombstone DVD."
Eve didn't know who this 'Per' was, but she didn't like the idea of them looking after her 'firecracker' longer than needed.
"Don't look at me like that. She might be young but who am I to argue with a very persuasive toddler when she sees someone who looks like her Daddy on tv and wants to watch him fight off the bad guys?" Gus defends misreading Eve's amazed expression.