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I know this is after everything has smoothed out but heres my take.
There is no pan.
Key point in this whole scene. The statement "I'm PMSing". This means you: walk on egg shells, ask her to do nothing except maybe eat something only if you made it, throw chocolate her way every 30 minutes or so, find something to do far out of her sight.
Glad things worked out for ya.
My ex and I once had an all out screaming match over snow-shoes when she was PMSing. Ahhhh... the turbulent years....
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