With your feet kicked up, you're just chilling in the common room, watching some comedy flick on the TV, when you hear someone walk by and cross the open space to the table.

You peek over the side of the couch and see Vriska, seemingly trying to make sense of some papers and books. Huh. Rose must be busy. She turns to see you, and for once doesn't seem like she has a use for you. You and her stare at each other awkwardly, before returning to your current activities in unison.