Michael talked to Kate who was more than alright with Michael's idea for dinner. And, to prove his point of privacy, Michael picked up some fabulous five star dinners with a five star dessert and some perfectly chilled wines. Then he took all of it to his house in Hogsmeade. It was getting dark, and he lit some luminarias in the back garden, and set out the dinners, the dessert, and the wine. it was then that Kate and Robert arrived. Michael took them out to the back garden.
This was something that felt like comfort. It felt like old times. Just the three of them. Michael poured the wine and opened the containers of chateubriand with a bearnaise sauce, duchess potatoes, and a fabulous watercress salad with cherry tomatoes. Dessert was baked alaska. He had a lovely dry red wine with dinner and champagne with dessert.
It was quiet, no noise at all. Just the three of them, the only ones left out of the original group. It was Kate that had put a precise finger on how betrayed he felt by this team. They hadn't trusted him. They hadn't trusted his judgment on keeping them safe, hadn't trusted them to lead them. All the talk about family, and when it had come right down to it, they hadn't trusted him. Hadn't even let him explain. He wasn't going to open this up to them. They could do the next mission, but not this one.
Kate and Michael could understand, once they had had a chance to sit with him and with what had happened, over a quiet dinner and some low stress conversation. They sat in the garden, ate the gourmet dinner, drank the impeccable wine, and looked up at the stars. For Robert, what mattered was that, when it all had fallen apart, it was Kate and Michael that were here still.
When the champagne and several cigarettes were gone, Robert was mellowed out Michael suggested that Kate and Robert stay over. Michael went back to Brian's to give Kate and Robert some much needed time alone for the night.