Felicity's waving is what catches his attention first, Stiles turning towards the movement before he makes out what she's saying, that there's a space for him there, which great, that solves his most pressing problem.

His shoulders loosens as he walks over, a bit of the stress melting off.

"Thanks," he says, sliding the chair back. "This place has a bit of a learning curve." Sure, the place is happy to remind you of the rules over and over again, but there are implications and information that it just glosses over.

"I'm Stiles."