By the time Viola's things were set in her room the rain had grown stronger and was falling in earnest, drumming steadily against the building and glass. The air turned cool and Viola wrapped her arms around herself as she made her way to the dining area where Zoe had decided they would all eat together since the rain would keep the two men from leaving for a while.
They decided to heat the takeouts for dinner. Matt had taken over the table setting and was attempting to teach Doctor Gilbert, who looked like he had not set a dinner table in a single day of his life, how to do it properly, and Zoe was leaning against the counter laughing at Gilbert's extreme concentration as she heat up the food.
"This is mostly useful when you know how to do your own thing, Doc. Seeing as you only care about your work, you might never find your mate, so let me teach you how to live a less lonely single life. You set the plate this way for a professional dinner and—"
