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Sure enough, Jeremy sat a big table with the rest of them. He saw me approaching with Mom, and he looked more nervous than how I felt at the moment. 

"Hey there, sleeping beauty." Dave patted an empty spot next to him. "Take a seat, I'll get you your food."

I squinted at him, suspicious. 

Dave laughed as he got up. He guided me to the seat, pulled it out, and forced me to sit down. He gave my shoulders a short massage. "Don't be so skeptical. I'm just showing care and concern for my littlest brother. You have a game to focus on. I can be a runner for you and get the food." He left for the buffet. 

"I...didn't even tell him what I want..." I watched him walk away and then looked to Noah. 

Noah waved his fork casually in the air. "Don't mind him. He's just too excited for a game he can't play in." Noah raised his eyebrows. "Want to know a fun fact? Jeremy doesn't think we can win today."