"They sound delicious and shame on you for doubting," Kathy said, attempting to find a bit of equanimity. "Two boozy chocolate milkshakes, please?"

Yeah, she was ordering for you, Anders. Mostly so the waiter would shoo and they could go back to talking.

"Well, in fairness," she said, once the waiter had gone, "I spent most of the conversation blushing and not making eye contact. And I only talked about one of them, so it wasn't like we got completely in-depth or whatever."