Kaitlin looked over to Zach and gave a small smile then quickly turned her attention back to Joan. "I'm sorry, I'll swing by later and we can talk again," Kaitlin says politely to Joan before retaking her seat somewhat reluctant though she didn't show it. "Ah, yeah, kind of. I mean, I was born on the east coast, my family moved over here so my dad could get this job at the hospital. I don't really remember the move all that much, so really I have lived here all the time," Kaitlin says with a smile as she stirs her drink carefully.
She had watched the city of Riversdale ever since she heard of the possibility of the angels coming here and had noticed when Zach arrived. She had never thought anything of it but maybe there was a connection, or maybe just destiny... whatever that had to do with anything.
"And yes, I'm Kaitlin. Kaitlin Alvord. It's nice to meet you. How do you like Riversdale so far? Find anything fun or interesting quite yet? It's is a small town and all," Kaitlin says with a smile as she took a sip of her drink.
Kaitlin glances at her clock and notices the time with some surprise. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I'd love to talk but I have to get home soon. I live just a couple blocks away if you want to walk and talk," Kaitlin offers as she moves to stand away, seeing another waitress who had heard Zach's order bringing it over.
The fellow didn't seem so bad, rather nice in fact. He sent of the sort of vibe an angel did, but also something that a fallen angel had. It was as if he wasn't sure what he was making Kaitlin unsure as well. He could just be an angel in disguise, or maybe a fallen angel in disguise, trying to blend in like the angels were.
Kaitlin looked to the door, weighing her options as she adjusted her backpack again, feeling it tugging at her wing again for some reason. She needed a new backpack, one that was more so a messenger bag than a backpack. Without it, it would just be incredibly uncomfortable and make no sense at all.
Her phone rang again, seemingly more persistent. It was annoying and made Kaitlin want to answer it, but she withheld. She could not be rude to someone she just met, her father would understand as would her mother when her father told her mother if they got worried enough. It was cute and funny in their own little way, the concern that they shared for their daughter that wasn't really theirs.