Fred didn't exactly jump at Parker's greeting, but she was a little shocked. She did her best to smile a bright smile without it looking fake, and she really was pretty good at it. Fred, even in this body, was a smiler; she only hoped Elsa was too.
"Hello, Parker." She took his hand and shook it if offered, and as soon as she let go of one hand, she'd be taking up another. She didn't want to have any ill feelings, but this was in the strangest of ways the other person(s). How was Wesley to know, ever, that she might show up? He wasn't, and he shouldn't have bothered hoping and waiting. Obviously he didn't, or...Parker. Was. Not. Wesley. She took Dominic's hand, smiling still.
"Hello, Dominic. Parker's told me a little about you. It's very nice to meet both of you." She looked between them then at the door. "We should prolly go in, get a seat, and get food. I'm hungry. Then again, when am I ever not." The laugh was nervous, and her accent was a little thicker than it had been in the last year or so of her "existence."