She smiles, but it almost seems a bit wary. She's a bit wary of this whole thing and she almost wants someone like Derek to sit the next table over and hiss at her about how stupid she's being. Some things, Sarah still hasn't learned. "Okay, but I'm holding you to that," she warns, smiling with something like blessed relief. "Would this be when I admit to my love of pageant-show taxidermy?"

She even pulls off a straight face, right until the end.