"Elma, have you guys eaten dinner yet?"

"No, not yet."

"Perfect! Why don't you and Sheldon join us for dinner?"

Why would Tilda consider taking Sheldon out for dinner?

Elma opened her mouth, contemplating mentioning that Lyndon was also present, but then thought better of it.

"Alright," she agreed.

She believed it was a chance for Lyndon to join them. Maybe more interaction could spark some affection. After all, familiarity breeds fondness.

Over at the Owmale Hotel.

Rosalynn and her friends were laughing and chatting as they headed towards the restaurant, passing by several exclusive dining rooms.

One door swung open just as they were walking by.

Karina's gaze happened to land inside, and she paused slightly when she spotted a man.

Carlow? What was he doing here?

Her gaze shifted to the man across from him, and she stopped short.

“Rosalynn, you guys go ahead. I ran into a friend," she explained.

“I'll say hi and catch up quickly."

“Okay, Rosalynn responded, leading Maggie and Tilda to their reserved room."

Karina then pushed open the door and greeted the people inside.

"Hyatt," she called out.

The man, Hyatt, seemed momentarily surprised. His eyes darted to Carlow for a split second before he regained his composure.

"Miss Glyn, what a coincidence! Are you here for dinner too?"