*arrives in and spots you in the (by now rather quiet) restaurant*
*starts speaking from about fifteen feet away from your table, as she takes off her coat* I am so sorry - I would have called but I had to scrub in and then I had to talk to a kid's family and then one of the nurses decided to tell me that one of the babies' LFTs had gone off so I had to order -- *takes a breath* Uhm. Anyway, I meant to call to say I'd be about half an hour late but my phone died?
*bites her lip* Am I too late? I came straight for work hence the no-make-up and not-ironed dress, I know, I know. I know we said the last sitting so that we both could make it but I swear the maitre'd gave me such a dirty look. *sits down* Wow. I'm sort of hungry.