This.. was not a date. She'd only just asked the guy to sit with her and have dinner. That's all that you could do in this spot anyway, right? It's not like there was a room somewhere here for fancy Italian cuisine. Not that she was the kind to go for a fancy Italian cuisine.
And not that she was actually looking for something like this to begin with. Gwen didn't have time for that, nor did she have the mental capacity for it. She'd loved once already and the guy was dead because of her secret. And even though literally three guys knew about her secret here, it's not like she had to worry about dating any of them. She never would have, even if one of them was a Peter Parker. That was so not happening because hello past-history awkward.
So why was she glaring at her clothes, rethinking the simple v-neck she decided to wear to having dinner and a conversation with Sirius Black? It wasn't that big of a deal. He was just some book character she happened to like talking to.
At the sound of the rap, she started and then pushed her drawer shut before she went over to the door. "Hey! Hi. Ready!"