You're meeting Jace!

Righty then! You happily march over to Jace's table, round and wooden, and plop yourself down at one of the three empty seats. Jace smiles as you make your way over.

"Hey Debbie! I'm really glad you came, I super wanted to talk with you." Jace looks over to the cafe's counter. "I ordered a muffin, in case you ended up coming. Raspberry and white chocolate. There's probably time to change it if--"

"No that's good!" You correct him from the drastic course of action he was about to take.

"Oh, sweet. I wasn't sure what you liked." Jace fiddles with his hands absently, seeming unsure of exactly the right words to say. You lean in a little bit, to make it super clear that you're still listening even though he's making you wait for an unreasonable amount of time. Eventually, he clears his throat.

"Delilah."

He looks at you expectantly. You shake your head. "Debbie."

"No, I- I wanted to talk to you about Delilah." You knew that. "She's been being really mean to you, I'm- not even sure what it's about, really. I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright."

"Oh!" You respond. Well, you're still feeling alright, but she's definitely making your time here less enjoyable than it could be. It's not like you're miserable though!