Oh goodness. He actually said yes. Well, of course it’s nothing to stress or worry over, but maybe you should’ve gone with chicken breasts or chowder? Nono, carmel potatoes and stuffed trout should be fine, and you know for a fact you got all the bones out of the fillets, at least, you’re pretty sure you did.
It’s not like you can change anything now though, You’ve already set the table, aswell as glasses of water, put the potatoes in a serving bowl and asparagus with hollandayse sauce on a tray, the trout are going to be out of the oven in a matter of minutes. No, the time to change your mind is long since passed, but maybe you have time to freshen up? just a little bit mo-
Before you even finish the thought, the doorbell rings. Hurridly, your apron is hung up, and you make haste silencing Russet’s barking and opening the door.
“Clover! I’m really glad you came over!” you hold the door open, Flashing a wider smile, while the german shepherd at your side makes short work of deeming Clover a friend and setting to work licking his hands. “Dinner isn’t quite done, but you can come in!”