Scott follows! Once inside, he casually steps in front of her. Convenient, since a few of the other patrons are staring. Maybe albinos are a foreign concept. Or maybe people like to gossip. A few boys at a table near the back start laughing, though certainly not about Ryou and Scott. This is a very friendly little town.
"Hey Macey," Scott says, as the waitress leads them to a booth. She smiles tentatively, avoiding eye contact with Ryou.
"Good to see you again, Scott. Everyone wanted to know what happened to you, you never come around anymore! Just because you're part Quileute doesn't mean you have to live with them. It's getting a little weird how much time you spend there. If you ask me, that Sam should spend time with people his own age."