She tilted her head, standing up and slipping on her coat. "So I shouldn't wear a little red thing for you?" she asked playfully, tilting her head. * * * He seemed to appreciate that, kissing her forehead. "You're right."
He raised an eyebrow at her. "That does sound enticing.." *** She grinned, taking his hands and looking up at him. "So you like me?"
She laughed slightly, shaking her head. "No. I'll wear something else." * * * "I do," he replied. "I like you a lot."
"Hush. That's unprofessional, Mr. Audra," she chided, heading for the elevator. * * * "That I liked you? When you fed me bacon, presumably."
(Zoop?) After about an hour, she showed up to the restaurant. She was wearing a black, off the shoulder shirt with light grey paper bag pants that accentuated her waist. Her lipstick was that scarlet red that he would recognize as her signature. *** “Oh, I probably liked you then, too...”
Levy was wearing a white button up and black pants. He approached her. "Hey." *** "You only like me cause I fed you."
She brightened, looking over at him. “Hey,” she said. “You look nice.” *** “I like you because you’re kind.”
She laughed slightly, kissing his cheek gently. “Thank you. Want to go sit?” *** “And because you feed me bacon.”
She took it, going to find a seat. * * * He sighed slightly, tipping his head back. "Thank you for taking care of things."
She folded her hands, watching him. "Why do you like this place?" * * * He squinted, looking down at her. "Excuse me?"
She laughed slightly, resting her head on her hand, her pinkie brushing her lips. "Is this a common first-date spot for you?" * * * "You did. That's super rude."
She frowned, looking surprised. "Really?" she asked. "Why not?" * * * He squinted, tilting his head. "Don't be rude."
