Robin prods hers unhappily with her fork.

Ethan, his plate already empty, steals openly from Robin's.

She laughs softly, kicks him, and digs in.

"There's enough for you to have seconds, Ethan," snorts Andi, eating subduedly but efficiently.

Robin takes her share almost before he puts down his plate.

Andi giggles, a little.

Robin smiles triumphantly.

"Yeah, sounds good."

"I think that's my exit cue," says Ethan. He grins at Trouble.

Trouble grins back.

Robin laughs. "Don't even think it, lads."

"Do I want to know?"

"You wanna grill me about Reggie? Go ahead," he says. "He's basically a professional rich person."

"...Professional rich person? Old money?"

"Yeah. You know, if you start out with a big enough pile you can live pretty well just on what it sweats while it's sitting there."

"I know that. Just confirming that it was inherited and he wasn't, like, an early retiree from a startup or something."

"Yeah, nope," says Trouble. "I mean, he does stuff. I don't really pay attention. But I wouldn't say he has a job."

"Has his behavior changed since he joined up with the Sharing?"

"Yeah," says Trouble. "Like, he started putting me in the hospital a lot more often."

"...That is a weird change for a pod person to make. Can you be - er, as much more specific as you think I mean when I say that?"