Of course it couldn't be that easy. It had been much easier for her to believe, when her old life had a head on collision with...well, with her really old life. She'd heard the voices for months, had the visions and nightmarish dreams, and seen the faces of the creatures of Hell that came to take her. It makes it a lot easier to believe the impossible when your life has already become insanity. Steve doesn't seem to have had that advantage, if it could be called that, and it's making this so much more difficult than she has time for.

"Coffee can wait," she waves, almost dismissively, but she does take the seat and prop her elbows up on the table, tapping her fingers lightly against her chin as she looks at the man across from her for a moment or two. Finally she sighs, rubs her temples lightly and shakes her head. They just don't have time for any of this, whether he knows it or not. Just being here is dangerous, and if he hadn't been on Heaven's hit list before then he definitely is by now. She had known that coming here would be a risk, for the both of them. After all, they may not have found the body that Steve occupies these days yet. She had to do it though.

"This is going to sound insane, I know." Always a good place to start. "But if you could do me a huge favour and just trust me for...five minutes, less than that, I promise you it will save your life."