"... I was just thinking about... how cute your purring was... and, um..." She looks away. "... how I'd like to make you purr more."

Sable squeaks blushily. "Um, yeah, that would be really nice to explore together. Also be pretty great to see what sorts of cute noises you make, too."

She nods. "Your tails are really soft."

She wriggles a bit, embarrassed and pleased. "Thanks. Your wings really are too."

She ducks her head. "Thank you. You're also... really thoughtful."

"Eep, um, really? Thoughtful? Wow, I try for that but worry I'm not hitting it." She shivers a bit more at the continued petting, and maybe a little at the compliments, too.

"You're... how to describe this..." she taps her lips in thought for a moment. "You seem like you're really careful about the right things."

"Aw, thank you." She ducks her head a little.

Sable grins happily, blushes, and snuggles a bit further into the plush, sighing warmly and savoring the gentle brushing.

Pigeon keeps brushing, humming softly to herself as she works.

And eventually Kumi calls time again.

"That's the hour, everyone. We can extend the session but I need a unanimous vote from everybody."

"I think I'm done."

"Alright, then. Thank you for coming, everyone! Especially you, Anna."

"It was no trouble." She flicks her tail back and forth.

Lianne passes her brush back to Kumi, and gets up out of the plushie pit. 

Anna does likewise.

Kumi accepts the brushes back and casually vanishes them. Then she looks over at Sable and Pigeon. 

"Would you like to turn in your brush?", she asks.

"Um yes of course." Pigeon slips the strap off her hand and passes the brush over to Kumi. 

Kumi stands up and stretches with a yawn. 

"See you two around," she says.

"Um see you."

"Bye, Kumi. It was nice meeting you," Sable waves and then turns back to Pigeon, a nervous grin on her face. "So, about that talk... Wanna have it over cocoa or something?"

"Um yeah that would be nice. We can get a booth or something."

She nods, stands (woo, wobbly from all the relaxation), and offers Pigeon a hand up. "Sounds great. You wanna grab a booth and I'll get us each a drink and meet you there?"

Pigeon takes Sable's hand hesitantly and pulls herself to her feet. "Okay."

She lets go Sable's hand and walks away towards the main floor of the café, glancing back over her shoulder on the way.

Sable heads off to the counter, glancing back occasionally herself, blushing and wagging softly, and grinning a bit and blushing harder if she spots (and is spotted by) Pigeon doing the same. She taps her way through "Beverages" to "Recommendations" and sees an unspecified recommendation for Pigeon offered alongside a very arty hot cocoa for herself. She orders both, and two tall glass mugs appear on the countertop in front of her. The first is three-quarters full of pink liquid, with a massive amount of whipping cream on top and several maraschino cherries added. The second holds a dark brown liquid, smelling richly chocolatey and faintly of orange, slightly less piled with whipping cream and with a thin slice of orange perched on the rim.

She smiles happily and carries them back to the booth Pigeon selected, setting the other girl's drink in front of her and then sitting down. "Bowers recommendation. I know nothing other than it looks pretty and smells lovely," she informs her with a grin.

Pigeon looks up at Sable from the booth, her wings carefully tucked away behind her. "It looks cute, whatever it is." She leans forwards and sucks gently on the pink straw. "... hm! It's like a strawberry milkshake-y thing? I like it. Thank you. What did you get?"