I'm not a hardship. I'm awesome.

Friday had been pretty spectacularly bad, and the less said about it the better. Saturday, Kate had just laid low and recuperated. And today, today was just one of those days she had to get off the island. It was just a necessity, being outside in the normal world. Not getting yelled at by vampires, not singing things that were better kept silent.

So she'd come here, to this ice cream place. She'd been happy here once, months and months ago, flirting and drawing out some of the very first of those blushes she'd later come to love so much. This was a good, non-crazy place to be spending a Sunday afternoon in.

She had a big bowl of ice cream and her laptop in front of her, and was currently busying herself with following some of Knatasha Knightblade's advice from a few weeks ago by setting up an Amoozoo wishlist for Princess Valhalla Hawkwind.

Picking out things she wanted was like therapy. She'd be here a while.

[ooc: NFB due to being off-island, but open for calls/texts/randomly finding her here.]

It was job interview time! And Kate was ready. She felt she looked the part, and acted the part. Slinking around corners, all confidence and alertness and spy...ness.

Something. Whatever.

At least she looked good, striding into the Capital Surveillance and Retrieval offices. Which... didn't look all that spy-like, actually. But then, why would they have? It wasn't like spies were supposed to make a big deal of themselves. Didn't exactlly help with being a spy.

( She decided that this was exactly what a spy office would look like. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Final actual (and my favorite) scene from USoT S02E01, whoot. Also I totally forgot this in an open tab unposted for like two hours, oops.]