[Something in Lisa is admittedly a little less tense after letting Jeannette lead their impromptu prayer for answers; to her own mind, it's that she admitted needing help without actually giving up, which is both novel and important-seeming.] I'll take all the help I can get, you know? We'll figure this out, one way or another, whatever shape revelation takes. [A glance across the table.] And speaking of figuring things out... Okay, ten minutes are up and then some. Let's see how you did here.

[No, Lisa definitely didn't forget about their other classmate working what should have been a simple enough math problem. She takes a second to look over the fresh sheet of paper, now with rather a lot more markings, and...]

Mm! Yes, this is perfect. Good work. And, uh, full disclosure? I wasn't going to hold out on snacks. I'm not that mean. So! Let's take a break for a minute, if nobody minds. I need sugar before I keep going.

[Perhaps fearing her wrath, the box of cookies has remained untouched until now. Lisa pops it open, reaches into her bag and- was she really carrying a stack of napkins this whole time? Regardless, she serves one to everyone at the table with a smile. It looks like they're leftovers from her Golden Week baking, so they're in the shape of delicate sakura petals, if slightly bigger than the genuine article, and lightly frosted a pale pink. They're also still fairly soft. And so, she grabs another with a napkin and holds it out.] Cookie, Jeanne-chan?