Lydia feels kind of a swell of pride for Stiles getting up there like that. It's not that she thinks he couldn't do it, because that's not the case, but it's nice to see him sort of settling in for the moment the way she has been for a while. It's nice to see Stiles smile again.

But twenty five credits, yikes, she knows that's the general starting bid but all the same, they can do better than that. This is Jack. Lydia doesn't know him from Adam but she can tell that he's charismatic as hell and she doubts if there won't be at least a small battle. So, she'll throw Jack a favor, paying forward the one Tony gave her. She won't go any higher just in case Stiles ends up on the auction block because she'll actually fight for that one a little to make sure he brings in a good chunk of credits — what? She's biased, he's one of her best friends — but she can get the ball rolling a little faster than twenty-five credits.

"Two fifty!" she calls out. "Come on, fight me for it," she adds, turning to face away from the stage and beckoning the other Alphas with both hands to bring it on. Jack's clearly put a lot of effort into this thing and it's all for a good cause. Lydia can play along and have fun with it, why not? "You know you wanna..." she teases coyly.