Judging by the look on Jupiter's face, the meaty lavender spoonful she gets seems like it might have promise. After a second of head teetering, she decides she's unsure, and goes back to her own bowl.

"Bespectacled Berzelius is the most sensitive edition of Mr. Beez. The one who asks you how your day was after work." She gesticulates with her spoon, suddenly excited. It turns teal. "Kermiest I SAW her sneak a glance at that baby faced immortal. Do you think it was meeeeaningful or just annoyed?"