"I never was very good at lying and there's the proof," Beth declared and held the bottle up, offering to pour wine for anyone else who wanted a glass. "I was never goth. I was too busy trying to be a barbie. You know, it's probably a good thing I was poor back then or I would have gotten a boob job for sure and boy would I be regretting that now. "<br/><br/>She smiled at Sean and gave him a little nudge with his shoulder. "Your logic wasn't faulty. You were right, it wasn't ever anything I would shy away from before. But after I got divorced I didn't just want to go back to my crazy ways so trust me, I still enjoy...restaurants...I'm just a little more selective now, hence the take-out."<br/><br/>She was glad nobody made a big deal about her  being insecure about coming to dinner.  Katy had especially been  nice, admitting to a little bit of it herself which made Beth feel a little less like a mess.<br/><br/>"Mikkel, Katy, which one of you wants to go next?"<br/>