Hey- you should probably eat that. It won't taste good if it gets cold. [A lanky woman pokes her head over the seat she was sitting on, eyeing Gadreel with a curious look. She sends him a grin, wiggling her own french fry at him before popping the potato goodness into her mouth to chew.]

I'd also tone down the staring. You are making it too obvious that you are people watching and that tends to make people uncomfortable. [Stiles supposes that having lived in a supernaturally inclined town like Beacon Hills made her more sensitive to her surroundings. She was a simple human but she did have the talent for knowing when someone was staring.]