It's a relief to be ignored. It makes enough sense, anyway, since they aren't here for him. Hopefully, they won't change their mind. While Lambert vanishes into the back to see about the cat, John just keeps on watching them as he waits for the tea in his own mug to steep. Eventually, he'll add actually drinking said tea to keeping an eye on the Wyld Faerie, with some vague hope it'll calm his nerves a little. He's not openly shaking or anything, which would be silly to do, but he can't really help being on edge.

His gaze flits back towards the 'Employees Only' door at least once as this goes on, though, after a few minutes, he'll brave breaking the silence out of sheer curiosity.

"Why won't the Courts throw you a party?"