"Don't I know it." Her lips pulled in a smirk for a moment before it pained her too much and she let the expression fall. As Jon walked up, she looked over, mildly surprised.
Had Susanna been her normal plucky classless self, she might have called Jon out for their little interlude on the road, but instead she looked up and smiled politely.
"No, it's fine. Have a seat." She doubted that he'd want to sit next to her, but she scooted over just in case, sliding her drink with her. He could sit next to Marcus or her. She had a feeling he'd trust Marcus more, and she didn't blame him one bit. She had felt him up in his car for her own amusement.