Stephanie turned slightly from Jeremiah for a moment and grinned at Brooke, the same sort of grin that the metaphorical cat got after it ate the early bird. She broke off from Jeremiah for a moment to greet her friend, with prerequisite hug and air kisses and everything.

"Why hello there, Brooke. Are you here with the group from Xavier's school?" She'd pieced together from hearing the others talking that there was a group from the school there, being led by a girl that she'd seen there before once or twice on second glance, but couldn't possibly remember.

"I was just speaking with our good friend Jeremiah about a more permanent arrangement for the 11th Street Shelter."