Having something warm and wet land on her head was definitely a shock, to say the least... she could already see the eye-shaped marks glowing on her projection body, and she bit her lip trying to suppress the urge to start smashing things. Now was not the time for Expression, especially in a public place like this.

However, the rather familiar individual made her pause for a moment. How could he be here? This was something to investigate, for sure. And the strange voice telling her something intelligible didn't help either. What was going on here?

One of the waitstaff of the cafe stood awkwardly to the side, holding a towel that she obviously wanted to bring over. Reiko wave the meek girl over, taking it and murmuring a quiet thank you to her.

"I'm not sure how this works, but you had better have a good explanation for how you are here," she snapped, as she attempted to clean the pasta off her head.