[Hilda has done enough digging... for the time being. As they step into this cute little café, she's too busy giving the host a polite smile to ask any more questions—and whether it's the power of the combined charm or the simple fact that they've been here so many times over the past, like, three weeks, they're quickly led to a nice, sunny table by the window. Their Spot™.]

Well, of course, [she says, as airily as ever as she drops into her chair.] You were so popular! I didn't want to chase anyone away...

[Couldn't cramp ur style, sir, but as she picks up the menu she definitely doesn't need to see (because the server is already prepping their mimosas before coming to the table, duh):]

I had fun! Especially with Constance. Did you see her cute ears?

[Swerve.]