Zoe was so tense, she wanted to vomit. Her eyes went from Greed to Gabe and she knew both of them well enough to know they both were putting on fake happy faces. She was content (see: close to hyperventilating) to just listen to the conversation as long as it was civil and safe.
She poked at a slice of pizza, picking off a piece of pineapple and popping it in her mouth (so many p's..). She chewed slowly, just so her mouth could be occupied and she couldn't say anything. Praying to whoever might be on duty tonight to please let them like each other.