When Nico left the room (which was getting increasingly awkward with the arrival or the, uh, rivals), Harriet waited for everyone's attention to be on Zella and then motioned for Jane to follow her into the kitchen. Nico seemed to be rooting around looking for something, and she decided to take things slow. "Pretty nice place, huh..." She put a finger to her lip, feigning confusion. "Nick? What was his name again, Jane?"
"Nico."
She snapped, "RIGHT, Nico." She slid into a barstool and waited for him to respond.
He did not.
"You aren't much of a talker, are you?"