She chooses her coworker for the video

Thirty minutes later, almost on the dot, the food arrives. You take the elevator down to the lobby to pick up the food and then bring it back up, walking over to Sabrina's desk.

She's staring intently at her screen again and looks up as she hears you.

"Hey, I have a food now," you announce, "And by the way, don't worry, I'm going to pretend like whatever happened earlier, didn't happen."

"Oh okay," Sabrina replies, looking down and unable to meet your eyes, "thanks."

You hand Sabrina her food. She's silent as she takes it, and you linger for a few seconds. She says nothing, still unable to meet your eyes. You turn to head back to your cubicle when she finally interrupts the silence.

"Um, John?" she says.

"Yes Sabrina?" you respond, turning back to look at her.

"I have something to ask you. I'm not sure how to put it though."

"It's okay, I don't judge and anything you ask is between us and only us. I promise," you say, trying to reassure Sabrina.

"Okay, um, I uh don't know how to put this," she repeats herself nervously, "But did you want to come back to my place to have dinner? Maybe we can talk about earlier, I'm so embarrassed."

You feign surprise at the request, "Your place? Um, yeah ok I'm down to hang out. I can finish up my work tomorrow anyways."