A brighter look dawned on Greyson's face and he shook her hand back just as firmly. "Ishi-Nishi? Girl with the confusion?" His voice was filled with teasing as he took his hand back, putting his fingers half into the pockets of his slacks. "And you really don't look terrible. It's perfectly normal-looking."
His eyes wandered around the coffee shop after that, not sure what to say. There wasn't as long a line now, which was good for them, and a few teens were chattering over by the window. Not a lot going on and people seemed to have stopped looking at the chaotic pair standing around. Greyson lifted his head and held out his hand.
"Lemme buy you a new one. It's the least I can do."