Clove & OTA
Clove's birthday had already been a thing, but she knew a couple of people currently having their birthday so she felt like she kind of had to at least pretend to care about it beyond just for the free food. (Okay, maybe she did. She just sucked at showing it.)
She'd grabbed a plate of food and found a table, and now she was people watching. Clove was good at a lot of things, but being social wasn't one of them. She was getting better at it, but it still wasn't one of her greatest skills. Or her worst ones. It wasn't one of her skills at all, actually.
That was okay, though. She was pretty okay with it. Anybody who couldn't deal with her being a little prickly -- alright, a lot prickly -- wasn't worth it.