Lucy looked up the second she felt someone coming towards her, though it took her brain a minute to catch up; the cognitive dissonance of seeing Graham in Scarlet Oak when she'd seen him in New York not that long ago took a moment to ignore. "What, are you stalking me now, Donovan? I'd think even you would have something better to do than that." He wouldn't be the first weirdo to try and stalk her, though he would make Galen flip his shit even more than usual when he thought someone was fucking with Lucy.
What was even weirder was that there was definitely something off about Graham - even more off than usual. He was certainly different than he had been back when they'd run into each other in New York, even if she couldn't quite put her finger on how. And it wasn't just down to the pathetic florescent lighting of the convenience store, either, though lights like that had the potential to make anyone look like shit.