Third-person POV
Electra tilted her head at Seraphina, who now sat beside her, looking far too comfortable for her liking. Lowering her voice to a harsh whisper, she asked, "What the hell are you doing here, Seraphina?"
Seraphina, unfazed by Electra's tone, leaned back slightly in her chair and responded in a calm, almost amused voice, "Didn't you just hear me politely ask if I could join your table?"
Electra scoffed, her patience thinning. "Shouldn't you have waited for permission before plopping yourself down?"
Seraphina's lips curved into a small, nonchalant smile, and instead of responding, she picked up the glass of water in front of Electra and took a sip.
The gesture only served to irritate Electra further, and she rolled her eyes dramatically before muttering, "What do you want, Seraphina? Because I'm pretty sure you didn't come here just to have dinner with me knowing very well that it's both controversial and embarrassing for both you and me."
