Hey, I think it works. You're right, though, for what it's worth.

[She smiles easily, reaching for her near-forgotten plate of curry. She'd come here for a reason, after all, although she's not at all sorry that Sheryl had gotten her sidetracked.]

Anyway, I'm glad I could help even a little bit with lyrics— otherwise, who knows when we would have wound up meeting. I wish you'd been able to join us at a better time, though.

[Fewer runny noses would have been nice, for one.]