Isotta rested comfortably in the cafe, seated at one of the tables that made up the seating for the establishment, with nothing but a glass of water in front of her. She had no particular hunger at the moment, nor thirst, so she was content enough to wait and merely observe events. That was her job after all, and she scanned those present with a keen eye, trying to ferret out any signs of mental instability beyond the norm. That was a part of her duty, and she would go about it without complaint.

As it stood, she didn't really have anything else to do at the moment. She wasn't a normal Chaser, so becoming involved in average and mundane affairs tended to be something that she ignored, unless it was a mission of particular note or an opponent of particular power. The nearing of the Cataloguer was definitely interesting, but she had yet to decide whether she would involve herself in that state of affairs. There could be an argument made either way, and she would make up her mind when the time came. 

For now he waited for the current owner of the Cafe, to relate what had happened last night, as well as go about their usual meeting where they would discuss affairs that had happened recently and the like. Certainly she had nothing else in ind, so she merely listened in on ongoing conversations while waiting for certain people to arrive.