[she's not sure what else she was expected, but she chuckles, slowly rising to her feet again.]. Well…. [she pauses for a moment, and then grins.]. It's a yes.
Good. Good. [ he breathes a sigh of relief, allowing himself a breath - and for a second, that confidence melts into pure, vulnerable gratitude. ] So when can I take you out for dinner?
[Oh. Her expression softs a little, and she moves around to come out to him, reaching for his hand.] Well- Friday I might have a few quick sales…. Could we swing Saturday?
Great! [she perks up at that, squeezing his hand back.] Yeah, that'll be fine. [she'll probably be fussing until he rings the bell, but!] I'm looking forward to it already.
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And- well! You're pretty adorable too! [so there! …or something.]
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