Jay pivoted at a familiar voice saying 'hot stuff.' He did it so fast he nearly took out a dog walker with his backpack. He ignored the startled outburst. His hand went toward his pocket where his phone was at and then winced. He hadn't taken his phone off silent from the study group.

"Lunch sounds good, gorgeous. Lead the way. Though... a little slowly. So I don't knock someone into a ravenous pack of corgis."