This took a serious turn.

"Look Alex, I'm just warning you," she says, her expression softening slightly. "If you do this, you just better be ready for whatever consequences might happen after. When... when I went after my husband, I had no idea what I was doing. And I could've ruined everything. I could've lost my father. I could've had my heart broken. I could've damaged every relationship I had with anyone I cared about. But I was lucky. It all worked out, amazingly. But not because I had anything to do with it."

"Thanks, I didn't think about it like that," you say, with a grateful nod. Her story sounded incredible when you first heard it. But when you analyze it a little further, almost every step was fraught with disaster. Of course, no matter what she says, you're either too confident or too stupid to be deterred.

"You never think before you act," she laughs. "That's why you're both likeable and detestable all at the same time."

The two of you quickly change the subject, lightening the mood once more. You drink and chat for another hour, reminiscing about the past, before it's time for her to go.

"Alright, look after yourself," she says, coming over to your side of the booth and giving you a soft peck on the cheek. "I might see you, or I might not. Otherwise, good luck with everything. And thanks for rescuing me from that awkward conversation with Kevin."

Speaking of Kevin... after Gemma leaves, you pull out your phone and bring up the contact card you sent to yourself from his phone, contemplating your next move.