It's... tense, to say the least. To say the most.. well.. It had already been a disaster. You'd been up all night thinking up a desert to bake only for her to absolutely hate the chocolate chip cookies. She didn't say that, but she also didn't say they were good. You didn't blame her, though, she probably thought a chef had made them, and everyone knows you don't bash a chef, or compliment one unless you wanted to hire them yourself.

So.. disaster dinner really is the only box to check, considering the others were mediocre, good, or bad dinners. There you were, though, sat right in front of Anne Archibald. She asked a question. "What makes you so different from Blair? Nate never really talks about his girlfriends with me, but he talks about you."