Edward saw a table where a man and woman were sitting having what seemed to be the opening stages of conversation. He approached the table and waited for a brief pause in the chat. When the man asked her where she was from, he spoke up probably at a lower volume than he should have. "Pardon me. Is this seat taken?" He was getting hungry and he'd not exactly had the best breakfast. A scone with tea was all he'd managed after the night he'd spent trying to decide how best to attack the problem he was working on down in the lab.