Not at all. I've heard you've been lacking company lately, so perhaps we could spend the evening together as well? [Asking you to dinner first, now that's a rarity. Just gonna stand there tall and pretty and casting shadows over you while you look at her gift that is totally not prompted by a disastrous meeting with your male self to whom she asked very invasive questions about his sexual hygiene.]

Are you certain? Really, Lieselotte, I think it will--[about to tell you it'll probably taste gross paired with tea BUT THERE YOU GO EATING IT ANYWAY and okay, you are an adult and you can make your own disastrous taste combination decisions. She is going to just shuffle over and take a seat by you, and count her luck she's avoided obnoxious cheek kisses this time.]

Well...I am very glad you like it. I'll consider the hour more carefully next time and bring you something more suitable for tea. [ahem, gonna sit up all straight and stiff at that question. God this rooms bring back memories of suffocating childhood homes. She finds rooms like this unbearable, so much unnecessary clutter. It must be a disaster to clean.]

I...I am doing well...and how are you? We missed you during the camping trip. [they did not really because you are needy but she is being polite]