Oh, she'd still get to put that resolve to tye test with the cornbread, at least!

"That guy," Gladio said, pointing at Rigel for emphasis, "is a pretty crappy sous chef, by the way."

But he was grinning and leaning in to kiss Nell again with a hand briefly against her back as he nodded to the table.

"Go have a seat and I'll bring it out and everything."

And the table really was set up for atmosphere, with candlelight to better hide all the flaws and flowers and everything.