Okay. [ suit yourself, in that case. eating gives her something to do with her hands, somewhere to focus her attention; it's a good distraction, if nothing else, and relatively risk-free considering how fast her body burns off the fuel.

she only makes one plate, which she sets in front of an open seat at the table, but she pours two glasses from the provided beer. one for her, one for hafid, whether or not he asks for it. he went out and got it, he should at least get to enjoy it too. ]

I don't know yet. I mean, I have the guide — which is really helpful, actually, like You Just Got Dumped for dummies — but I haven't read it all yet. [ she shrugs a bit, stabbing at a piece of what looks like zucchini with her fork. ] I'm Caroline, by the way. You're Hafid, right?

[ a pause as she bites down and chews. ]

I heard you talking to somebody earlier. I can't read your mind or anything, don't worry.