[She reminds herself multiple times while she's getting ready that it's not a date. The word had just been bandied about in a teasing ironic sort of way. It's just dinner between two co-workers and friends (she's safe in using that word, isn't she?), and there are no expectations or extra layers being crammed on top of it.
Still, she takes an awful lot of time getting ready and putting herself together, before squaring her shoulders in a mirror and chastising herself for making such a big deal out of this.]
Get it together, Lane.