[ Damon's been people/alien/whatever watching and he definitely notices Calliope's attempt to be a wallflower. The moment she reaches the table to grab at some food items, Damon's by her side being all nosey, concerned, friendly. Pick one. ]
What's the rush? You know these little bits of food -- they're not going anywhere. [ He leans in and lets out a slight whisper. ] People are more concerned about looking good and taking care of their waistline. It's a shame.