Everything seems to be going well, or at least as well as it could be considering the nerves that had accompanied them both earlier. But Marilena knows that, with Elizabeth, nothing is ever as smooth as it seems.
As the meal progresses, Elizabeth's sharp eyes seem to be watching Marilena's every move. Though her words are polite, there's an undercurrent that Marilena can't ignore. It's as if Elizabeth is just waiting for the right moment to make her move.
Elizabeth has been cordial, even warm, but there's something in her eyes that tells Marilena not to let her guard down. She knows that tonight is a test, and she's determined to pass it, but she also knows that Elizabeth is a master of the subtle art of social warfare.
The opportunity Elizabeth has been waiting for arrives when a small mishap occurs during dinner. As she reaches for her glass of wine, Elizabeth "accidentally" tips it over, the deep red liquid spilling onto the pristine fabric of her dress.