Wesley was tired of being attacked by plants, and had taken refuge in the library as well. He was trying to come up with a few recipes of his own, to surprise his mom, in thanks for being there for him. He was an amateur when it came to cooking, though, other than things like... well, haunches of meat, so he was looking for something simple.

Spotting her, and Jazz, when he was looking through the stacks, he gave a small smile and wave. "Afternoon."