Laura had made sure to find a place to make dinner and start early, figuring she'd be better off arriving a bit earlier than too late. She was wearing the pink apron Wyatt had given her, with a white - rather innocent - dress underneath. She wasn't sure why she'd tried to impress him so much. She didn't know him, he was new-- but she felt confident doing it and she liked that feeling. She'd made oven baked garlic fries with different kind of vegetables and a quite expertly baked medium-rare steak. She'd gone kind of overboard. For herself she'd made a small, but well filled salad and made sure to wrap it properly so it wouldn't get cold and get cold. She arrived at his room ten minutes early and knocked, not wanting the food to get cold. "Hello, Sir. I'm sorry I'm a bit early, but the food was done and I really didn't want to let it go to waste, you know? May I come in?"