Enid had been absentmindedly tracing patterns on the table with her finger when an all too familiar voice suddenly joined her. She looked up only to find Layla had joined her, asking about her 'boyfriend'. Enid made a face. "If you're talking about Helsing, I've got no clue. And I'd rather it stay that way," she said, honestly not feeling like seeing the boy again any time soon. She was still a bit bothered by what had happened last time she had seen him.