Amy breathed a sigh of relief. There was enough going on without her coworkers thinking she was a freak too. So, she eased up a bit... just until Jack asked for a straw.

"Err, here you go," she said, handing him one from the fanny pouch she had. "You won't... need anything special to eat, will you...? Because I can probably figure something out..."

Was that... concern for these guys? At the very least, she did feel a bit bad about the fact that Jack might not get to enjoy his food...