(Good thing he's got Sophie Cuckoo on his corner. She'll drag him up and down to all things she can, bakeries, restaurants, parties. A little glimpse of her life, even from here, because she is unable to live otherwise.

At least, he seems down with all her crap, so she'll take full advantage of it. With a smile, one side of her mouth turns up as she delivers this horrible piece of news.)

They will probably not have it in Solmara, so if I were you? I'd take one of each of these pastries and shove it in my face.

(Ah, right. In case something happens. She doesn't love the sound of that.)

Yeah. Quentin'll let me know if something does, so I'll go by the 'no news is good news'.

(Literally the first time she said his name to Nate, look at that.)