Zach waves a bagel in front of Hazel's face. It's the kind that comes from the grocery store in a six pack in a plastic bag. Nothing good. Don't get too excited.

"Nope! Nothing exciting on my end!" He answers. Zach's hand drifts up to Hazel's shoulders and hovers there for a second as he decides whether or not he ought to steer her back to the center of the party. Ultimately, he decides against it — though he does find himself asking, "... is... everything okay?"