"Mom," she called out when he left, turned to glare at the door as it was pushed open by an older woman who looked so very smug.
"Don't look at me like that! Are you crazy?! He's crazy town! I mean yeah he's cute and it's pretty funny but REALLY?!"
Corrine narrowed her eyes and Lydia backed up two steps at the look alone. Oh shit. She didn't mean to bring on the wrath that was Corrine Apostolos when she was angry but here it came, all because Lydia didn't believe she was talking to a real god.
"You think this is a joke? This is no joke! I do not play games, you must learn to respect that man and any others like him and we will be the favored ones when they regain their glory!"
"Mom, do you understand how insane that sounds?! I should call the mental hospital and have them pick you up except I'm not because... I'm not, but I should! You and Phil have LOST it! You and Phil and grandpa Nick and great-grandpa Kostos, you're nuts! Now are you going to help me figure out something to cook or what? God, jesus!"
It appeared Lydia's way of dealing with this was simply to not talk about it. To ignore the blindingly strange facts being presented to her. She hated that it was becoming really hard to not believe either on of them at this point but until she could get some proof- like something she could actually touch and feel? Forget it, she was just having dinner with a weirdo who made her laugh and dealing with her mom like she normally did, ignoring her words of how important this was.
Unfortunately with another customer coming in to look at the showroom and pick something up, Lydia didn't get a chance to see her friends for help getting ready. She managed to get upstairs for about an hour to actually change though she lacked anything that she felt was remotely cute besides some stupid old dress with blue polka dots on it. The only redeeming factor was it fit like a glove and was similar in style to that of something from the fifties which only made her want to practice saying silly phrases to herself in the mirror. Things like, "hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin'?" and "if I didn't know ya bettah I'd think ya were tryin' ta hit on me!"
The last few hours manning the store were spent staring at the clock and occasionally staring out the window nervously and thinking about all the reasons why this whole thing was really dumb and how she could text him to get out of it.. and then in came Samuel just before closing. Boy wasn't that an interesting visit. She had only just managed to close up shop in time as her mom and Phil parted ways for another picking trip. It gave her an hour to actually cook something but she didn't feel very good about her chances with that going over well so last minute she ordered out.
She ordered pizza and had it delivered just before he was to arrive. God she was the WORST date EVER. So much for cooking! She did, however, open a bottle of wine and to calm her self drank through a glass until she heard the buzzer of the door down stairs. Lydia hit the button to let him in.