Abandon the karaoke and get some fast food.

As you consider what to do to cheer Gabrielle up, you munch on your burger and chips, watching as she uninterestedly picks at a salad leaf.

"Okay, you know what," you begin. "Let's get out of here. It's too cold a night for salad - let's get you some proper food."

"Felix, really, I'm fine," says Gabrielle unconvincingly.

"Come on," you insist. "We're not having any fun here."

The French girl sighs, and stands up, checking she has her purse. With one last glance at the karaoke stage, she follows you out onto the moonlit street. You peer up and down the road, searching for a suitable place. There - a McDonald's. Who doesn't like McDonald's when they're feeling down?

"This way," you say, setting off towards the restaurant.

"Where are we going, Felix?" asks Gabrielle impatiently. When she follows your gesture to the fast food chain, she gives you a rather judgemental look. "I am not having McDonald's."

"Listen, it'll cheer you up," you try, but Gabrielle starts walking in the opposite direction, back towards the University. You jog to catch up with her. "Gabrielle, honestly, I think we just need to sit down, eat some hot food, and relax." She still doesn't reply, just keeps on walking.

"Okay, listen," you say, putting yourself in her path and taking her eyes as you look her in the eyes as charmingly as you can. "It's not been a great evening, I get it, and now we're both out here and it's really cold. So why don't we both go back to my place and warm up a little?"