She gives Karen the good news.

Anna makes her way casually around the now fairly crowded room, pausing to say hi to various little groups and photobomb several selfies, before finding Karen in the kitchen. 'Hey, so guess what?'

'I give in, what?' Karen clatters away a bunch of empties.

'Oh, you're no fun.'

'The last time you said that you made us guess for so long you forgot what you were going to say in the first place!'

'That's not the way I remember it.'

'Well, I guess you were pretty drunk.' Karen wipes her hands on a dishcloth and tosses it in the sink. 'So spill.'

That guy Karl?' Karen suddenly becomes a lot more attentive. 'I was, um, talking? to him earlier, and...' she drags it out a little '...he's totally into you!'

Karen's eyes light up. 'For real?'

'Really! He asked me if you were single, and well-'

'Tease!' Karen goes to swat her with the towel before realising it's in the sink.

'Honestly? That guy's a chubby chaser.'

'Fucking jackpot!' She kisses a giggling Anna full on the lips and practically skips out of the kitchen.