Cafeteria, Monday Lunchtime

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You know who went on dates in a school cafeteria?

No one.

Which was just as well because Isabelle and Raleigh weren't here on a date, either. She was crystal clear on that fact, anyway. Because she was here just to pass some time and be entertained and maybe learn a few amusing mundane factoids. Who knew about poor Raleigh?

"So," she said, stepping into that all-important place of occasionally questionable nourishment. "This is the cafeteria."

[ooc: Izzy's here with/for her not-date, but omg it's an open cafeteria post which is indeed open!]

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"Who told you that?" Alec inquired skeptically. It seemed like a logical follow-up question.

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Isabelle smiled widely. "Raleigh."

Have fun under that bus, Raleigh!

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"Who?" And that was when Alec spotted Raleigh. Oh, god. "Iz, he's Max's age."

Not lowering his voice at all, no.

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Isabelle waved a hand. "Oh please, no he's not."

This was also not a date, but there was no fun in pointing that out.

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"I'm pretty sure he is," Alec countered. Nice comeback, Lightwood. "What are you even doing?"

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"I'm getting a tour of the cafeteria," she told him, gesturing at the room at large. "It's a part of the school, don't you think I should get acquainted?"

Hey, they might have to defend it in an invasion one day.

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"I don't think you're going to want to eat here much," Alec said. He wasn't really being stern - it was just reflexive to question Izzy's choices from time to time. "Is your new friend really a qualified tour guide? I haven't seen him around."

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'Stern' might have gotten him laughed at, anyway.

"Well why would you have?" Isabelle scoffed. "He's my roommate. Maybe we don't socialize with you fourth floor folks that much – although I did meet your roommate the other day."