[..what? are they done here? it takes Hazel a moment to realize Ramir's actually got her food now, and then another moment to tear herself away from the despairing gaze. once she does, she shoots her a wry look and heads for an open table.]
What, you're not in one already? [ok, ok, no, being serious now as she flops into a seat.] But sure, whatever. As long as I don't have to dress up too.
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What, you're not in one already? [ok, ok, no, being serious now as she flops into a seat.] But sure, whatever. As long as I don't have to dress up too.