By the time Jenna Clark stood up with her glass in hand, Jamuna Ford suddenly called out to her, "Senior Sister."
Jenna turned to look at him and saw him standing up with his glass, "I'll join you."
Jenna paused for a moment and then, looking at him with a raised eyebrow teased, "Aren't you afraid that toasting with a divorced woman like me will affect your image? You're not even married yet; don't let people misunderstand."
Jamuna laughed dismissively and said, "I'm old enough not to mind such things. But what about you, Senior Sister... do you mind?"
His pupils contracted imperceptibly, and his gaze lingered on Jenna's face, waiting for her answer.
Jenna hesitated, and before she could speak, her brother George Clark spoke up first.
"Sister, Jamuna is new here and doesn't know many people. If you let him go toasting alone, he won't know who is who. Isn't that embarrassing? You should go with him and help introduce him around."
