Jae-Mi knew Jason. She knew his voice. There was a fear and tension there she'd never heard before and it scared her. But she allowed Noah to think he helped calm her nerves with a soft smile and a knock. "You're probably right. He probably is just sick or something like that. I'll call him in a few days and see how he is. If he doesn't come to class, would you let me know, please? Well, if you can do that."
"No, wine's fine. Thank you," she said as she pulled her chair out and had a seat at the table. "It looks amazing. It puts my stir-fry to shame." Jae-Mi laughed quietly.