[It's hard to sit still. She fidgets as she worries over him, and starts to frown as she realizes nothing is happening. She licks her finger and dips it into the mug, taking just the tiniest amount of ash back toward her mouth to taste. It's bitter as shit, and she gags as she wipes at her tongue.

Not doing that again.

She's more worried about him continuing to snort until he makes his nose bleed or something. But she smiles over at him to try and not let him onto her worry. This is fine.]

I'm sure it will work soon, but...

[She looks over toward a door that's labeled as employees only.]

Are you okay to sit here alone for just a minute? I can go check and see if there's those diffusers in the back stockroom.

[Glancing back toward him, her smile is a little more warm as she leans in to kiss him. His poor broken nose must really be burning right about now. ]