Celia was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't notice Will at first when she swept in, wearing a lighter dress than she normally would but compensating by carrying a parasol and wearing a wide-brimmed hat. She ordered her usual tea, and it was while she was waiting for it that she noticed who else was there.

Once she had her beverage in her possession, she made her way over to his table, head tilted curiously. "You're all red," she greeted him with a smile. "Someone been telling you you're pretty?"

She knew it was probably the sun, but she still thought she was funny.