She laughs a little, warmly.
"I'm actually going to actively try not to read your mind at all, Justin. It's kind of rude and frankly, it's my mom's thing." On the table, Chris' phone started vibrating. "Speaking of my mother..."
Chris touched one finger to the screen and there was both a visible and audible zap and then the phone died. She smiled at Justin.
"Technopathy is my primary thing and I think your etiquette is just fine. And, for the record? I think you're attractive, too. Especially since you brought me my burrito. I love these things, I just can't do meat."
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