"I don't think I'll go. My foot isn't convenient." Ivana said.
Sydney tried to persuade, "Ivana, are you still mad at me? I'll make you a cake to apologize, okay?"
Here we go again ... Ivana was in a pretty good mood today. Thinking it over, she figured it was just a meal, what's the worst that could happen? She'd be leaving for France soon and she didn't want to stir up any more drama.
With the Gilmore Family's influence in San Diego, it wouldn't even be hard for them to stop her from boarding the plane.
"Fine, send me the time," she finally said.
Sydney texted her: [7 PM, Nolen Bar. (Location shared).]
***
Ivana picked out the same dress she wore on her very first date with Ernest five years ago. She'd always been someone who believed in finishing what she started.
By the time Ivana arrived, it was already 7:30. Nolen Bar was bustling. Most of the people there were familiar to her, Dominic, for one, was present again.
There were also a few women who looked vaguely familiar. Ivana vaguely recalled they were Sydney's close friends.