Dinner, most often. Wiltons for a formal evening, The Wolseley for a livelier one, or a hotel dining room you already know. An evening opening at the White Cube in Mason's Yard, or a late night at the Royal Academy. A walk down Pall Mall towards the palace as the light goes, followed by a martini at Dukes. A play on the Haymarket and a late supper afterwards. The shape is entirely yours; your companion is there to make it easier to enjoy.
Anniversaries and birthdays suit this arrangement especially well. A table at The Ritz, where the dining room still asks for a jacket and tie; a bottle chosen with some care; a companion who raises a glass to the two of you and means it. Tell Octavia the occasion, and she arrives knowing whose evening it is.
For a couple new to London, your companion is partly a guide. She knows which gallery has an opening this week, which bar keeps a corner quiet on a Friday, and how far it really is from The Ritz to the river, which is further than it looks on the map.
The notebook has two pieces worth reading beforehand: old world manners for the table, and the small palaces of St James's for where to stay close by.