Stacey and Zacharias
Grinning, Stacey happily held onto his arm - it was rare for Zacharias to be the one to initiate physical contact, though over the years he seemed to have grown to tolerate her brand of touchy-feely manner. She had to hold in a giggle at the wizard they passed who had looked at her best friend with something like interest (just because she didn't have those desires didn't mean she was incapable of recognizing it in others) until his face fell slightly at the word on Zacharias' shirt. Even more amusing to her was the fact that he didn't even seem to notice, keeping them moving to the table he'd located.
She threw herself into one of the chairs, making a motion with her hand to show that he should sit as well. "So, what do you think?" she asked, honestly curious about what his opinion would be of the whole situation at hand.