The red fox looks around at the dining area curiously, then at the clock, realizing that it was well past the start of breakfast, and that was probably why all the tables were taken. She rolls her eyes, "You've got to be kidding me..." the only free seats seemed to be next to the two felines, but she didn't want to interupt them and their moment - so instead, the vixen was left standing on the edge of the dining area, still gazing over the tables.