Lydia always drags Barry to lunch with her now. Always. She only ever leaves his sight once they get to the cafeteria, because the last time she went to lunch without him, she was dragged into a supply closet and nearly beaten to death. It isn't an experience she wants to re-live and opening the door to it is a bad idea. Once they actually get to the cafeteria, though, they tend to separate to get their (awful) food before meeting up again. She's noticed that the bots seem to be on the rampage today and she's largely been able to avoid too much fall out from it, but when she heads over to get a Bounce Bubble Beverage, she can't help noticing that maybe that's not such a good idea today.

If it isn't bad enough that the stupid machine is spitting out bottles at passersby, one of the other Alphas is picking a damn fight with it. It isn't until she's a little closer — because, really, how can she not watch someone having a bitch fight with a vending machine? Reasons for a good laugh are few and far between in this hell hole, after all — that she actually recognizes him.

The words leave her mouth before she has a chance to bite them back and she's immediately regretful for having asked at all, because she's one for two right now after Ronan — not Jackson — and Allison. "Isaac? Isaac Lahey...?"

Her lips press together and she almost — almost — takes off at that before he can turn around, just in case it isn't him; just in case he's one of the masked assholes from the Anti-Specials, since she wouldn't know the difference anyway if he hadn't been one of the ones talking, but curiosity gets the best of her.