Well, she was mortified. The idea of me dining alone in public was so upsetting that she went so far as to say that if she ever saw me sitting by myself in a food establishment she would avoid eye contact to save me the embarrassment of being seen. I couldn't stop laughing. The fact that we didn't really even know each other made it even funnier to me.*
Four years later, the humiliation she feels on my behalf hasn't stopped me. Friend (you know who you are), this is for you.
Who is that sitting across from me? Oh. No one.
*Her neuroses have since become one of her most endearing traits, and there are many.