Who? Gatsby & Samantha Where? The food court When? Friday, 2pm What? Tea and conversation. Rating? Low, I think Open? No
It had been a little while since Gatsby had first spoken to Samantha, but he hadn't forgotten his promise of at least taking her for a cup of tea at some point. It was always strange to meet people who knew a lot more about you than you knew about them, but he supposed it wasn't too different from being at home. People there always thought that they knew him, at least, but the true story got all muddled up with gossip and rumour untilt he resulting description of him just made him laugh.
He'd worried himself a little over what to wear, and after trying on three different outfits he'd opted for a simple shirt and waistcoat combination that was smart enough without being over-dressed. He found that he was often over-dressed in this time, to the point of unfortunately coming across as intimidating or pretentious, which was never his intention.
He arrived at the food court promptly, a little early, even,and he'd waited at the entrance for his... date? Friend? Acquaintance? But he'd waited for her rather than going to find a seat right away.