Keira stands there with a scowl on her face while Garrett tries to ignore her. Those with him at the table are staring now, and so he finally turns back around.

Garrett: Look, I can’t talk to you right now.

Garrett stands up to face Keira, but rubs his arm nervously as he glances back at the people staring at them.

Garrett, whispering: Not here.

Keira: Why not?

Keira stares at him with a mixture of confusion and hurt. Garrett starts to stumble through an explanation as Chelsea approaches from behind Keira.

Chelsea’s hand collides with the corner of Keira’s tray as she walks by, splatering Keira’s clothes, including the jacket.

Chelsea: Oops! Sorry~

Keira stares down in horror as Chelsea turns toward her. Her fake-polite smile fails to convey a sincere apology.