"You look pale," Gabriel says upon seeing her. "Anything wrong?"
Claire sits down as if in a trance. She looks at him. "I just…"
"You just…what?"
Claire tries to gaze at the darkened corner of Maroni's, in that spot where she knows Gary the reporter would be stalking, drinking his cocktail, waiting in ambush.
"Nothing," she says. "I just feel lightheaded."
Karen puts a hand on Claire's forehead. "You don't feel hot, though."
"Would you like us to go?" Gabriel is standing up. He senses that something's up, something that Claire couldn't say out in the open. He turns to the other couple. "Guys, let's reschedule this dinner. But please enjoy the food. No need to cut this short."
"Yeah, but…" Miguel begins to say, but he takes one look at Claire. He nods. "Yeah, let's reschedule. There's plenty of other chances. Will just swing by at the office maybe tomorrow."
