Lydia doesn't really mind having to take charge to get what she wants. It's something she's been doing for the larger part of her life and she doesn't really s any reason to pump the brakes on it now. If it ain't broke, don't fix it, as the saying goes.

And, predictably, it works like a charm. Lydia smiles back at him. "Then you probably should, don't you think?" she asks as they call her number and she picks up her tray — a power bowl with chicken and a cup for her to get herself some iced tea from the fountain machine. "I'm free tonight," she adds offhandedly.