Alexa just kept looking at her menu. It was easier that way because if she looked up a her father she'd probably start blushing or sobbing depending on what sort of horrible trick the hormones wanted to play on her and if she looked at Remi she'd probably start sobbing or screaming again because of the hormones. She hadn't intentionally dropped the l-bomb. It had just sort of came out and now all kinds of panic rose in her throat.

This may have been a very bad time to get in touch with her feelings.

"So I'm just going to have one of everything on the left side of the menu. I'll eat most of it I'm certain. Yes."