Xander----------------------Kyrie
The model was worried for her brother, that much was true. First the news of his upcoming fatherhood, and now wishing to meet in a very public place. He seemed to be slowly spiraling out of control in a fit of forgetfulness that he was, in fact, a very public figure. The woman herself had her hair tossed up into a messy copper bun with wide oval sunglasses on her face and clothing from her sister's closet that made her look very...undesirable to anyone but the general rabble. Either way, she blended in well as being no one special. Even so, she had taken the precaution to ask her body guard Xavier to tag along, and currently the man sat a few tables over flapping the crease out of a newspaper and idly sipping coffee as he took stock of the other patrons around them.
The cafe was one Kyrie went to often, nestled just a few blocks around from one of the playgrounds at the park. It was quaint and quiet--generally not somewhere one would be mobbed by fans. She had non-the-less paid the manager a little extra to place them as close to the nearest exit as possible, in the darkest and most secluded corner the facility had.
She was not so pleased when Xander walked in looking exactly like himself; quickly she reached out and pulled him into his seat.
"Xander, what are you doing? You need to be more careful right now...you've been acting recklessly."
He gave her a goofy smile and snatched up both her hands in his like a giddy child.
"Ky, I need to ask your advise on my ideas....I want to announce my babies to the world!"