Even as she talked, Maggie still had her nose in her book, but judging by Calla’s most recent action, she started to wonder, whether if she was being rude, or wasn’t taking the conversation itself, seriously. If it was the latter, then Maggie held no ill-will. Being somewhat of an airhead, and mildly scatterbrained, had its perks: She has the tendency to get very carried away with the things she enjoys, almost giving off the impression of being selfish, but Maggie never held such a trait. “I’m sorry. Um...”, the younger of the Rogers said, blinking a few times while looking down at the book in her lap. How was she gonna word this? Does he? Also, was her crush on him rather sincere?

She looked up to the young Blake, giving her her full-undivided attention. “Well, knowing him, so far, I assumed that he likes you more as a friend. By your standards, I’m not entirely sure, whether if he does or not. Want some advice, Calla? Talk to him”, okay, Maggie might not be knowledgeable when it came to dating, but she knew how to forge both friend and companionship. It might not be the best advice, but it was perhaps the only way for the young woman to find out for herself. Scooby’s barking also made Maggie turn around, shortly before looking at Shaggy next to them, and turning back to Calla. “Maybe whip up a snack for him. Surprise him”, of course, it always had to involve cooking.