Vanity blinked when she thought she heard Ange. She shook her head and got her breakfast before going towards her table. If it were him, he'd be there. At least, she hoped. Vanity paused and looked around, seeing Ange sitting in a lone chair, she sighed and approached him. "Morning." She greeted. "You ready to talk?" Vanity asked curiously and gestured towards her table. "Oh, I have what I promised." She said quietly, smirking lightly.