I was sufficiently angry that I didn't fear the siren song's comfort. Before leaving, I informed Cody about his impending date. Unsurprisingly, he freaked out.
"What? I...I can't. What will I say? What will I do?"
"Frankly, my dear..." began Hugh in an undertone.
"You'll be fine," I said. "Just stop stressing and be yourself."
"Sounds like a double date," said Peter. "I can get more black hair dye."