Sasha and Olivia - 3:15PM
In all honesty, the initial reaction wasn't very polite; the sudden impact caused her to jump back, once she'd regained her balance, and she wrenched her arm out of his hand. It didn't take long for Sasha's familiar voice to break through the automatic defensiveness, though. When she smiled up at him, the expression was genuine.
"It's okay," she said, stepping forward and leaning up to give him a quick hug. Though she sometimes had some tiny, niggling jealousy issues as far as Sasha and Maizie went, he was a good guy nonetheless. "I'm glad it was you and not, you know." God, what or who had she even thought it could be? Her smile broadened as she shoved that thought away. "Anyway, hey! We thought we'd see you here."