Oh good, everyone knows everyone, sort of. He watches Tim and Greta somewhat nervously. This is weird, reuniting with Tim in front of these cheerful people. It would be weird even without that, but... he has no idea how this is supposed to go, what they're going to do. How Tim is going to handle this once there aren't people to play normal for.

When Greta calls him over, he obeys and waits for the embarrassing and yet helpful handful of flour to the face. He tries to keep his eyes open, to watch for Tim's reaction.

"Oh my gosh!" squeaks Bee, clapping her hands over her mouth. "That's so clever, Greta!"

Yeah, it is. Good luck getting Tim to try it, Jay thinks wryly.