She might have nicknamed him Grumpycat behind his back when Davin was at peak pine, but his smile is really cute and she warms a little from defensive don't-charity-me position. "Don't keep apologizing, seriously," she says. "It's all good, I wasn't looking either. I've got an event at work I'm supposed to be running in a week, I get the busy."

"Speaking of," she says, taking a sip of her mocha and glancing up at him, "I feel obliged to ask you what your intentions are with my best friend, etc etc."