Reunite with Daisy later.

You lean back, far away from her, your hands and fingers all spread wide.

"I didn't think that you would," you tell her honestly. "I wish I could get you to believe me."

"I'm sure," Daisy says. "But so does every liar that I sit next to on a plane."

"Can't say that I blame them," you offer quietly.

"Thank you," she replies. "But how about you meet me at the Beverly Hilton around 6 for Dinner?"

You back away again, staggering in surprise.

"I thought you wanted nothing to DO with me," you observe.

"I don't," she admits. "But you're the new one in this town, there shouldn't be much to fear in a simple meal together, and it'll give you a chance to convince me."

Unsure how to respond, you simply reach out your hand, which Daisy shakes, confirming your agreed-on plans.