Stiles pretty much always wore the same thing so it hadn't taken him that long to get there. He'd just been in the middle of texting Scott and sometimes the jeep did NOT work and play well when it came time to start the engine.
"Hey." She seemed like she felt so out of place here but then she'd seemed like that in Beacon Hills too. Boyd had been the one there that she'd hung around with and he'd died. Stiles wasn't sure why he'd thrown out the offer to help her when they were talking, he just had. It was kind of how he did everything.
"Oh hey what's a potentially awkward dinner with possible overtones of violence between friends?"