"If what?" Cheryl asks, eyebrow raised, tone gaining a slight insulted air to it.

"Are you implying I wouldn't have shown? I would have at least said no instead of standing you up." It's just not in her nature to shy away from making it clear she's not interested. Never mind this is not about her, but perhaps Robin's own caution, and it's not misplaced.

"I am here. And we should order. You!" Cheryl calls on the nearest server, not caring what they were in the middle of. It was their job to food for people and take orders, after all.

"We're ready."