It was weird. Everyone kept saying that they were happy Alicia was back. But she still couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't all being honest. After all, if they had missed her, wouldn't they have tried harder to keep in touch? She just felt like now that she was back, they felt obligated to be nice. Because, after all, they were all such genuinely good people. Not a mean bone between the lot of them.
She listened to their back and forth for a minute, not really sure what to say. Katie was talking ABOUT her, not TO her. And George was trying to be nice. But he seemed not quite comfortable. If you had been an outsider looking in, the three of them would have looked like they were comfortable and fine like old times. But actually being at the table, it felt so different. Tense, almost. "It's erm, good to be back. Weird. But good. I've missed you lot."
As he asked for help with pixies, Alicia scrunched her nose. That did not sound like an amusing time. Pixies were annoying little buggers and were sure to raise Alicia's temper. Although, perhaps getting rid of them would be a good way to release some anger. As long as she could keep it confined to just the pixies, anyway "I could help, I suppose," she said with a shrug before taking a drink of her firewhiskey. "What do ya say, Katie? Could be fun?" she said, offering a smile to her friend.