Mason watched the woman he assumed was Molly, based on Lisa's addressing her that way, just a little warily. She seemed a little strange, but he really had no room to judge. "It's not a problem at all, and of course you may have exactly as you'd like," Mason said pleasantly. He would have preferred if she hadn't come to the table, being that he was having stalkerish thoughts about Lisa, but it wasn't against any policy that she couldn't join Lisa. But then she started talking weird, like maybe she was high and Mason couldn't help but stare at her a little weird. "I'll be right back with that orange juice."