(I mean, who knows, maybe the barista was wearing pasties...

)
"Right, I guess that's true... wait, marriage proposals too?" Felicia understood a bit of Yumi's struggle with fame, but the last part caught her by surprise. "I suppose... that would make things more annoying." She mumbled, just as their order arrives. The red-head thanks both her professor for paying, and the barista for serving them.
Then as they get to one of the dozen free tables, "Ah, yeah, I'm feeling better. Still a bit... anxious about losing my main deck. But I've calmed down." Felicia replied, taking a sip from her coffee, and biting down on her pastry. "Mmh. Hopefully they manage to catch those bastards." She growled.