"You may do that after you bring me a samosa," says Isabella, watching as the lunch ladies replace the empty tray.

And she kisses him and bites her samosa and waves him along.

"Hi. Have a good break?"

"It was fine."

"Did you stay here or did you end up visiting family?"

"Went home. One of my sisters wasn't there though. She joined the Peace Corps."

"Oh, that's interesting. Was it a sudden decision or was it something she's wanted for a while?"

"She mentioned it before, I guess, I didn't know she was going to actually."

"Why not? I mean, why wouldn't she, or why would you think she wouldn't."

"I dunno, we don't talk that much but it seems like the sort of thing you talk about and don't do."

"That's true, I s'pose."

Shrug.

"And, uh, how's Mason doing?"

"I dunno, I haven't seen him yet since coming back. I got in late."

"Oh. You two didn't talk during?"

"Nah."

"Calling to or from Canada's still kind of a hassle."

"I suppose. No email, though?"

"I'm not sure he even has an email. He doesn't have a computer."

"Oh. He should get one, they're all the rage nowadays."

"His brother has one and he could probably use that if he wanted."