By the way

I am now home. I have eaten eggs on toast, with ketchup, and strawberries and raspberries, with cream and sugar. I am still depressed.

Sarah: how was your week?
Me: fine, but my RSI is getting me down, and I guess I'm just feeling generally bad about being single.
Sarah: ah, yes, well, coupled up friends do have less time for single friends, that's just the way it is.
*Knock at the door*
Sarah: Hello, you! *Smooch*
Richard enters.
Sarah devotes all her attention to him, and Gemma eats her tea at kitchen table in silence, gloomily.