Re: 7:15 p.m., at a booth - max
"Isobel, so close," she replied, smiling at the sobriquet. She'd never gotten used to nicknames, not even as a child, but worse things could've been said about her. She wrapped a hand delicately around her drink.
"I didn't realize you were a Pax resident as well as its resident self defense instructor. You wanna take a seat? Right now I have the whole thing to myself, but I'm not sure if that'll change." She glanced at the food in Max's hands and suddenly wished she'd gotten some for herself, but there'd be time later. "Which floor are you on?"