I'll be there. And I'm pretty much the queen of bad first impressions, so you don't have to worry about that. You can't do any worse than me hitting a future boyfriend in the face with a brick, the first time I met him.

[Should she sound like she's laughing, as she says that?

Sorry Tim.]

That sounds way too good to be true. Do I have to sign my soul over or anything?

[Faustian deals about pianos, of course.]