Lash's hand briefly rested on the door, as she bit her lip and questioned, for the hundredth time today, if it had been a good idea to have come after all. Maybe she should just send a spy in and watch from the window. In fact that sounded like a perfect idea, if only for the fact she had no chip. There really was no point for her to be here. Yet the girl stood in the doorway blocking all circulation, dressed in her Saturday best, when she should be working in oil and fire and finishing the robot. So stupid.

Actually, why was she hesitating? She had kicked Maxwell in the nuts and gotten Lucas to talk with Jeff. Sounding threatening when talking to them in their journals. They probably already both hated her! Maybe Zelda had sent the invitation thinking everything was all happy-go-lucky between them. She'd just have to waltz in, call them nerds and they'd tell her to go away and leave them alone, which she would GLADLY COMPLY, thank-you-very-much.

That did it. With a push, she walked...oh wait right.. with a pull, she walked and opened the door, the belling ringing. Sporting a frown and determined face, her steps lacked any social grace. She went over to their table and crossed her arms before speaking.

"..." Before speaking. "...So nice of you to invite me."