At the sound of her cousin's voice, Izzy looked up. "Hey, finally, slowpoke," she teased. Getting to her feet, Izzy dropped a dollar on the table for a tip and gave Jenna a small smirk. "Yeah, I can feel him. Really strong for a couple of seconds at a time, if I concentrate."
She paused, then, for a second and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "I'm thinking we're too far downtown. You?" she asked, opening her eyes again and looking up at Jenna questioningly.
This was going to be fun. And kind of a little exciting because really, if they did find him, there was that little element of danger there. If he caught them, that'd be embarrassing; if they caught him off guard, he could go apeshit on them before processing who they were. Or who Izzy was, at least. She hadn't noticed whether Jenna had said hello to him in that post or not.