Lydia's sitting at the hidden table when Anna brings Gale and Lydia's eyes get a fraction wider. Gale looks really handsome though she can sense how uncomfortable he is. She finds it sweet that he made the effort anyway.

Rising from her seat, she subconsciously touches her hair as if to make sure it's still in place properly - she's actually nervous, how weird is that? - and runs her palm along the skirt of her dress. She offers him a hapless smile, and the first words out of her mouth are...

"I swear this wasn't my idea."