Finally someone she can appropriately gossip with about those two. "Him," she says, pointing to where Eric is by the pies. "The total cutie who made all the awesome pies we're going to spend the next several hours slowly devouring. His name is Eric, although Derek keeps calling him Bitty and I don't know if that's a nickname for everyone or just a think Derek calls him or what, but we ran into him when we were shopping for Derek's Diwali clothes and they were like, total heart eyes at each other. Derek kept looking at him all dopey and Eric was looking back just as dopey and they kept touching each other and oh my god, can they be anymore obvious?"

She pauses to take a breath, then rushes on, "But you know Derek. Especially after all that stuff where Stiles was pretty crappy to him, he doesn't think he's like, worth it or whatever, which is such total bullshit, but have you ever known anyone as stubborn as him? No. I haven't. Not even me. I'm not even that stubborn. But anyway, so I was like, hey, maybe I'll try Eric and see what he thinks of Derek just to be sure and then he was the same, all 'oh Derek will never think of me that way' and blah blah blah and that's what got me to that whole being super grateful to you part of the evening."

She heaves a sigh, pauses to take a bite of her own pie, then says, "But they like each other. That should be enough, right? People deserve to be happy."