When Digby's attention drifts back to the cappuccino, Gabriel pulls his t-shirt back down and watches as he tries the coffee then drifts over to say hi to Yarrow. It's nice, he thinks, that Johnny is starting to build up a life here that means something to him. He'll have to remind Digby later to let his friends know about Johnny. Maybe he'll get some more clientele and have some more pages to add to that tattoo book.

He's jolted out of his thoughts by the brush of fingers along the inside of his wrist. His eyes snap to Johnny's, a small smile playing at his lips. After a moment he quirks an eyebrow at him and his smile widens. If this isn't a request to be alone, he doesn't know what it is.

Still, Digby isn't exactly done here.

Gabriel nods Johnny towards the door before heading that way himself. "Enjoy that coffee, Diglett. We're just gonna go make out in the hall. Maybe a little groping. We'll be back in a jiffy." He smiles and tugs at Johnny's shirt when he gets close enough to pull towards the door.

Digby huffs out a soft laugh as he offers his hand out for Yarrow to sniff. "Whatever you gotta do, man. I'm good."