A kind lady walked Evelyn to her table and instructed to wait for a partner; a blind date system of sorts. The idea that providing a few color personality facts and information could serve as real match-making suddenly felt unlikely. Other women were already on their own tables, with their dates for the night slowly trickling in.

It was mortifying.

Mon dieu, this is closer to a social experiment than a date...

She reaches behind the table for her phone, messaging Astra right away:

"YOU BETTER BE READY TO EXFILTRATE ME FROM THIS MESS, ASTRA."

"Chill Eve! Give it a chance :3" Astra texts back.

The process? The process?! This is... Old-people-dating process! She thinks, eyes fixed on the screen of her phone. Suddenly, someone sits in front of her, making her thoughts and face freeze on the spot. She slowly looks up, putting up a kind smile.

"B-bonne soirée!" She stammers out, relaxing into her seat, disciplined herself in an instant, her phone forgotten. "I'm Evelyn Chevalier." She fixes her hair behind her ear, softening her expression.