"Feel free. I don't think anyone else is going to be coming over here and grabbing up a chair." She had long perfected her silent glare at people who would just take up the other half of a table without asking the first person if they were expecting someone. Usually it worked, sometimes it didn't and people just ignored you until you had another person to glare at them for stealing their chair.
She just smiled a little bit. It had been a while since she'd seen much of Lucy Ramsey, now Dale. At least since the island had gone into the habit of kicking everyone out and into the real world where they had to deal with everyone sneering down their noses at them. "I guess talking to ghosts isn't always something that people would associate with Frye Island's particular brand of abilities, and I have been looking rather hard... It could also be coincidence, but..." Sophia was trying to find something subtle she could manage without a lot of people noticing and settled on her phone sitting on the table. She only lifted it high enough to make it flip over a few times before making it settle back into her hand. "I am the real deal when it comes to being an island freak."