[ Carrie's attention is on the blond kid almost as soon as he's in sight and visibly headed over. She was mid-sip of the coffee, so she's got plenty of time to finish that off all leisurely and pick out the right reaction.
It's a smile, she decides, and it's in place as soon as her cup lowers again. ]
No sweat. Figure you were a little busy. [ And she shifts, nudging the chair opposite of hers out with a foot under the table. It's an invitation. Her smile curves just slightly up into a smirk. ] Do they tell you guys what he did?
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It's a smile, she decides, and it's in place as soon as her cup lowers again. ]
No sweat. Figure you were a little busy. [ And she shifts, nudging the chair opposite of hers out with a foot under the table. It's an invitation. Her smile curves just slightly up into a smirk. ] Do they tell you guys what he did?