Oh, no... I'm not exactly from anywhere. My family had itchy feet in the day to day. Oh, but I can't say I've seen anyone look quite like you!

[A warmed mug and saucer, and she slipped her prehensile tail around the kettle of coffee to bring it over. She absently poured into the mug with it, leaving extra room while her hands busied with filling the little porcelain pitcher with cream. Once finished, she passed them along to him before collecting the gil for deposit.]

Sugar's on the table, dear. Please take your time and enjoy.