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Had Audrey known the train that Z's thoughts were currently thinking, she would've slammed the breaks on so hard it wasn't even funny. Though then she would've wondered what he would think when he found out she had been with Killingworth's ward. But delightfully oblivious Audrey pulled open the door of the cafe and ushered her companion inside.

"Yeah, though I admit I wouldn't be looking for Killingworth. Ever." Total lie. "And yeah, I've checked the papers. Believe me, the idea has occurred to me more than once that some incredibly aggravated student of his has chopped up his body and hidden in a shallow grave somewhere. I'm sure he'll turn up one day or something." Visible dismay showed on her face, though the words were fairly light.

"But I guess enough about that, it's a pretty lame coffee subject." Idly, she ordered something randomly off the menu. Double venti mochichocolati lattefrappmoussecachino or something like that, Audrey wasn't too incredibly picky about her coffee as long as it was incredibly sweet, and a giant cinnamon roll that was probably the size of her head. "Care to tell me why you were...the way you were when I showed up?"

Plopping down onto her favorite couch in the Shufflepuck, she caught the meaning of the delay and the cough and grinned at Zac in appreciation. "I absolutely do not know many who would recognize any insult with more than four letters to it, so I'm sure that peeved them right off." Delightedly, she started to peel sections off her bun and tuck them into her mouth, purring with satisfaction at the sugary delight.

"Does Hillworth actually use GPA? I mean, not to be a uh...well, a b***h really, I'd think that most kids who are there aren't exactly interested in their grades. Girls maybe, but not grades. Though I guess it might be like Crystal and they're into boys too. Wouldn't be the first time, huh?" Audrey liked to think that she was fairly open-minded and enlightened. But still, that middle-class, middle-America parenting she had gotten also made her fairly rude about it.

"Ah, the vaulted sports. Can't live without 'em, but personally I've never been much into team things. Give me tennis any day, or maybe even golf? I just like things I can do with my music though I guess I do a lot of running? To school, from school." Around town at night, chasing targets. Killing people. Fighting senshi. Audrey could probably eat anything she wanted all day, every day and wouldn't gain a damn pound.

She was blathering on about her running when she jumped and squeaked lightly, sloshing coffee over the rim onto her lap with a quick oath. Reaching around into her sweater pocket, she yanked out a charm-laden cell phone and swore even more as she saw the caller ID. "Mom. Mom, calm down! Geesh, I'm sorry I didn't call but I didn't think I would be that late. I just got to talking with a friend when I couldn't find Dre - er, Mr. Collins. Yeah, remember, we share a name funny huh? No mom, chill out. I'm on my way. Promise! Gosh mom!" Tone rose and rose until she sharply snapped the phone closed and proceeded to down her cinnamon roll and coffee in two big bites and gulps.

"I hate to eat and run on you but," she swallowed and took a deep breath, "gotta put that running skill to use. Apparently my mom, for once, noticed I wasn't home when I said I would be. Must have been quiet at home for a change, sorry to drag you out here for nothing!" Apologetically she scooped up her things and smiled. "Maybe I'll see you soon? I'm usually around Hillworth. Just stay outta closets, mmkay?"

With that, she was dashing out the door in a flurry of red and black, blue hair streaming behind her as she took off into a run. Apparently there was more to the Meadowview uniform-standard sneakers than casuality!