"Dinner and wine on a Friday would be perfect. As long as I know in advance, I can make sure I leave work in time." Kate poked at the food on her plate, spearing a bit of bean dip-topped brie onto the fork. "I put my taste buds in your hands! Is there anything I can contribute, though? Appetizer, dessert?" Her stomach, having increasingly made its emptiness apparent since she had arrived, grumbled again at the talk of dinner plans. Kate put the forkful in her mouth, saltiness enveloping her tongue.