Phin takes a seat, leaning in to look at the note. He snorts. "Gods, that's awful. I have pity in my heart for them."

He hadn't purchased any Candygrams whatsoever, in fact, which is implied in his body language: a casual little shrug, as if in teasing admittance. He did receive a number of his own, which was somewhat surprising -- he hadn't realized so many people would think of him, much less attribute the thought.

There was one note, though, that stuck out from the others. ("Take me to the dance. x Lilika")

"Who's this Lilika?" he asks Sofia, offering it to her from out of a hoodie pocket. "Your roommate, yeah?"