He'd offered her a polite smile at seeing her from a distance, when her eyes finally meet his, but he doesn't dwell for very long, digging back into his food and leaning forward over the plate slightly. If she's in the mood to talk - and right now, it looks as though she might be on the prowl for something - he gets the feeling she'll be making the rounds eventually.

He feels a nudging up along his side and turns, moving his head without moving his body to observe. "Hey, Kate," he greets, his tone nothing more than casual.