George nodded, wondering where that accent might be from. She started thinking her food was probably getting cold and Gwen didn't seem to want to invite her to sit down.
"Oh, okay. I'll get out of your hair, then." She said smiling, trying again to move her things. "Feel better."
This wasn't the best way to end it since, well, she couldn't end it while most of her stuff was still in Gwen's table.