"Sorry, I just haven't really been sleeping and now..." she to no one in particular as she sat down at the table. Lavneder really didn't want to bring attention to the fact, but at least give some reason as to why she seemed so off. That plus the fact she didn't really see that changing in the upcoming week was enough to make anyone feel off.
"It looks good, Dean." Lavender still wasn't particularly excited on the idea of food, but she could pick at the plate and be polite. She reached and took a sip of her water, not entirely sold on the whiskey. Wine was one thing, but she couldn't even remember the last time she had whiskey. Although maybe now was the time to change that.