[ there's a long, lingering moment when he addresses her that selina considers turning around in hopes that he's talking to someone who's manage to sneak up behind her, but these things do tend to lead to social interaction. she replays the question in her head, holding her drink close as she leans in to peer over the assortment of... god knows what sitting on the plate and pulls back immediately. ]

No, I think I'll pass. Thanks. [ god, this place and its commitment to a theme is really starting to suck. ] I saw some guy eating sliders earlier and I'm hoping those will make their way back around. At least they look like they won't leave me with a whole lotta regrets.