A dinner-party game
for the women you love.
You pick a Night,
you set the table,
and the narrator asks the questions.
Every evening begins the same way: one table, one candle.
The Nights
Buy the evening once. Host it forever.
One purchase is the whole night: the narrator, the questions, the writing pages, the morning letters. The first one is on the house.
Night I · 3–8 women · 90 min
The Friendship Reckoning
Free
For old friends with real history.
see what's inside →
Night II · 3–8 women · 90 min
Love After Illusion
$24
About love, with the lights on. Every status at the table is welcome.
see what's inside →
Night III · 3–8 women · 100 min
Things Our Mothers Gave Us
$24
About the women who raised you.
see what's inside →
Night IV · 3–8 women · 90 min
The Lives We Didn't Choose
For the lives you almost lived.
see what's inside →
This season
Night V · 3–8 women · 90 min
Women Who Became Themselves
About the distance between the woman you planned to be and the woman you are.
see what's inside →
This season
For two · your pace
Sister of My Soul
$19
For two best friends.
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For two · your pace
Her, Before Me
$19
For a mother and a daughter, face to face.
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For two · your pace
The Long Way Home
For two sisters.
see what's inside →
This season
The table of contents
What it is, how it works, what it costs — turn a card over.
It's a dinner party with a script.
A narrator's voice guides your table from the first toast to the last candle: she asks the questions, you answer them out loud. No board, no rules to read, no one stuck hosting.
- 2 to 8
- women, one table
- 3 acts
- about 90 minutes
- 1 laptop
- nothing to install
- $19+
- buy once, re-host
How it works
Buy a Night. We send the link. Dinner does the rest.
The whole of it, in order — from picking a Night to the morning after.
1Pick your Night
Each is one themed evening: the questions, the narrator, the rituals. The trial Night is free. The rest are $19 to $24, and every Night you buy stays yours to host forever.
2The link arrives
Buy one and its link lands in your inbox — the free Night opens straight from this page. No app, no accounts, nothing to install.
3Open it at dinner
One laptop where the whole table can see it, a candle, and the women you love. Click your link when everyone's seated.
4Press begin
The narrator takes it from there: questions, music, timing. Three acts, about ninety minutes. Nobody has to host.
5One law
Honesty or silence. Both count, and no one ever owes an answer.
6The morning letter
Leave an email when the pens go down and the night arrives typeset tomorrow. If you don't ask, nothing is sent.
The Seasonal Pass
The Seasonal Pass
$129/ year
- Four seasonal Nights, tuned to the solstices
- A short solo ceremony each month
- Early keys to every new Night
- One Night a year to give away
Admit one table · one year
Reserve a PassGifting
Give an evening, not a thing.
Pick a Night and it arrives in her inbox as a letter — your line inside, the door key attached. One gift seats her whole table, whenever she gathers it.
The letter goes to her the moment the payment lands. Your receipt comes from Stripe as usual.
Questions
Answered plainly.
So what do I actually buy?
A Night: a scripted evening you open on a laptop, plus a printable table kit and the morning-after letters. Buy once, host it as many times as you like.
Does everyone need to buy it?
No. One purchase covers the whole table. The host opens it on the laptop; everyone else just shows up.
Is it an app I install?
No. It runs in a browser on one laptop, the shared screen for the table. Your guests install nothing.
What do we need?
One table and your own group, two to eight women: friends, sisters, mothers and daughters. Add a candle, a laptop, and something to drink. A printer if you want the kit.
What if someone's shy?
Act one is easy, no one owes an answer, and the writing moments give the quiet ones room to answer without an audience.
Hosting opens soon
Be one of the first hundred hosts.
Play the free Night today. Leave your email and we'll tell you the day the rest open — one letter, nothing else.