Similarly, Jo doesn't necessarily want Nagi to know where she lives; she can see Evan pausing just now to watch her with a hint of knowing in his eyes that suggests she is going to get ragged on later, and the idea of this athletic asshole showing up on her doorstep to Evan, or worse, the kierrcat Arj, answering and drawing connections that aren't there...

"How about I just leave some on the food table and hope you get there first?" she replies, looking off to one side in an effort to shake some ratty hair over her shoulder. She wishes her hands weren't completely full just now, this is horrifically embarrassing and she could use them to cover her face and possibly run away again, possibly screaming.