"I'm Katie," she responded automatically, almost wincing a moment later. Should she have used a pseudonym? Too late now, and the woman seemed nice enough. She still smiled, acting to her best ability that everything was normal. She took the offered menu, the delicious smell of frying food making her mouth water. Hesitatingly sitting up at the bar, she glanced behind herself - instinctively - wondering if anyone had followed them here. She hoped not. Turning back to the lady, she smiled again and glanced back down at the menu. 

Katie was at a bit of a loss, truth be told. It had been months since she'd even been in charge of her own body - let alone making decisions. There were so many choices, and drinks, and coffee... She bit her lip, giving one last nervous look over her shoulder.