His head turns immediately at the sound of his name, confusion settling on his features to begin with. It's not Chloe, she's chasing a story in Washington DC, and it's not Lois, she's chasing a story in New York. And it's defintiely not Lana; she's... it's just not her.

When he does recognize who it is, the counter, waitress and coffee are abandoned and Eirene will find herself enveloped in a rather tight bearhug.

"Eirene! What are you doing here?"