I finished eating everything on my plate. "Delicious! I'm stuffed!" I thought. When I looked around for a place to put my empty plate, I noticed that quite a few more people had arrived. "I hope there are enough chairs for everyone. If not, I'll be a gentleman and let someone else have my chair."

That's when I saw Kiya put her finger in her mouth, with an expression that clearly said, "Ouch! I've hurt my finger." I noticed that the marker that she had used to write on her nametag had leaked onto her hand, and a tiny little smudge of it had found the corner of her lip, too.

"Oh, no!" I whisper-yelled as I jumped to my feet. My plate and glass decided that they had suddenly been blessed with the ability to fly and tumble, but their blessing was short-lived. I grabbed my medical kit from my backpack and quickly pulled out one of those wet-wipe thingies and offered it to Kiya, while performing a mime act with my other hand indicating "Wipe the corner of your mouth with this. ... No, the other corner! ... And your hand, too. ... No, the other hand. ... See the ink??"

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-- BG