[color=f49ac2]“Oh.”[/color] Iris couldn’t help but find herself feel a little stupid at the idea that no one ever ordered plain pizza, but then she didn’t know any different. In the districts just having a plain cheese and tomato pizza was considered a luxury and she couldn’t remember the last time she had a pizza out there. Especially when the income she they had earned usually went on alcohol for her father at the time. It was just another reminder that she wasn’t from their world, that she didn’t truly fit in when she would order something so plain compared to the choices. The pizza itself sounded so fancy to her, salmon, dill and high-quality cheeses. If she was honest she wasn’t too sure if she would like it, fish hadn’t been something she had grown up around, but she knew she shouldn’t put a downer on it straight away because she might like it. 

[color=f49ac2]“They sound great.”[/color] Though her voice didn’t match the statement because she was now feeling self-conscious over pizza and she knew she needed to stop, but she was finding it hard to not beat herself up over it. Then came his comment and it stung a little, to hear Miles boast about throwing her money if she didn’t like it. Two hundred credits was a lot of money and she couldn’t help but think about how that amount had been at least triple the amount Maisie had given her and Caspian to survive in the districts. Even though Miles had made the comment to Iris it just reaffirmed her thoughts on how she and Cas were both from very different worlds and it only made her doubts and fears worse. So, drawn into her own little world she barely noticed the arm over the back of the sofa behind her, she didn’t care one bit as she found herself gravitating towards the plain pizza choice. 

[color=f49ac2][i]They must think I’m some sort of charity case[/i][/color]. It was hard to hide the emotion she felt, the anxiety was building, and she knew she could be rubbish at trying to hide her unease. [color=f49ac2]“There is no need for a bet like that. I’m sure I’ll like it.”[/color] Trying to sound confident as she flashed a smile in hopes it wouldn’t draw unnecessary attention to her. 

Taken back by the sudden abrupt movement from Cas she looked up aa frown etched on her features as he spoke about getting the champagne. With Miles’ comment she knew she had to be reading into it, he was just doing them all a favour right? Though something told her in the pit of her stomach that something was wrong, Cas was upset over something and she couldn’t understand why. Thinking to herself she wondered if maybe she had said something wrong? Perhaps she had upset him or maybe he was just acting like this because he no longer had feelings to her. [color=f49ac2][i]I wish I could go after him[/i][/color]. It was hard not to just follow him, but again she was in hiding and couldn’t be seen. 

Sighing softly she looked over at Miles on the sofa, [color=f49ac2]“So when is Jay getting here?”[/color]