Serena has stopped by the cafe for a bite, glancing over a few Town pamphlets she's picked up as she picks at a tuna nicoise salad. She's been fairly content ignoring the children's bustle behind her until one toddler sends a couple of grapes flying her way. She dodges one without looking up, then manages to block another one with her hand, catching it in a fist.

Glancing up from her reading, she cocks an eyebrow at the child in question.