Muttering a fine, Molly scuffed her bare feet beneath the table before finishing his mug of coffee. Sliding out of the seat, the coat slipped a little before she tugged it tighter around her. Looking across Molly smiled and shook her head.

"Nah," Molly replied before leaning in to whisper into Harry's ear. "You're more his type than me Boss."

Giving him a mock salute, she headed towards the back to see if she could get some clothes and only returning once she found something decent. Well, decent wasn't the best word. She kind of looked like a Goth Sexy Catholic Schoolgirl, which in some ways she kinda was. Tugging Harry's coat back on, she ducked back into the cafe before finding him.

"Better?" Molly asked.