Well, she shouldn't have been expecting an expression of elation. Especially not from Anthony Goldstein. Still, it would've been nice for him to look mildly glad that she was there! It was probably a good thing she hadn't gone straight for the "old buddies" hug.
"You look well," she said, stepping back enough to survey him. Her eyes skipped tactfully over the name tag, instead taking in his height and dress. As if she knew anything about fashion, or what looked nice! Smoothing down the front of her blouse, she shrugged when Anthony mentioned that he got off in an hour.
"I can wait, if you'd like. I'm not working tonight, anyway." Let's see. Go home to her shoddy apartment and waste money watching cable, or convince an old acquaintance to eat sandwiches with her at one of the tables in front of Florean Fortescue's? It really wasn't a difficult choice for Embyr.