"Oh, wow, that is so not fair," she says, caught off guard by his comment. She'd been busy watching the weird little puff ball thing and then he was suddenly asking her if everything is okay because she smells upset and she's pretty sure that's cheating. He's a werewolf, so it's probably just like, instinct or whatever, but she can't just go around smelling her friends and figuring out where they're at in terms of their mood.

Because now she definitely has to tell him and she'd sort of been debating just accidentally on purpose forgetting about it. Maybe if she didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask.

Except he's totally asked.

"It's just... you know that date?" she asks, looking down at the sandwich he's made her. It looks kind of amazing, but suddenly she's not very hungry. "I think something went down with this dude she's been pining over for awhile."