"You're welcome. Thank you for helping me not overfill my kitchen." Oh, handshakes now, okay, she can do that. Foggy is just as friendly as Matt has said, which makes Verity relax. She has a feeling she's going to like Foggy tremendously. "Not picky, but thoughtful. We prefer to eat good food, sure, but who wouldn't?"

And then there's a kiss, which is lovely as always, but they're in public so she'll try to keep it short and sweet. Plus, he's blushing, which makes her wonder. "Of course. I made Reuben hand pies, a shaved asparagus and strawberries salad, rosemary focaccia, and chocolate-crust blood orange tarts. And I brought some kombucha and lemonade. I know you have a plethora of choices around here, so I hope it's not too disappointing."

While she's explaining she laces her fingers in with Matt's, and though she's trying to look at everyone and include them in the conversation, it's pretty clear she's only got eyes for one person in the room.