Not exactly a warm welcome. James' focus oscillated slowly to the granola bar in the corner. She could have taken offense to his lack of interest in nutrition, but she said nothing. Stepping over and snatching the thing right back up, shoving it decidedly -- and a little roughly -- into the cup of her bra again.
"I didn't bring a phone." A reply as bland as skim milk. James turned away from him in order to divert some attention on the elevator panel. The buttons were all lit up, but she pushed them anyway.