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When he offered his arm again she was happy to take it, silly as it might have been for the short walk up to the counter. Silly or not though, she was glad for the comforting feel of his arm beneath her hands. It was very warm and solid, and she was reluctant to let him go for any extended period of time. It was lucky the boy was as laid back as he was, or her odd behavior would have been considered quite awkward.

When they got to the counter Lydia stared up at all the options, mulling over various tasty possibilities. She wasn't entirely sure what she wanted yet, but surely something would leap out at her.

Grant distracted her though with his request to pay, and Lydie had bite back the automatic response to decline. Damn near melting under the combined force of that hopeful smile and those pretty, eager eyes. How was she supposed t say no to that?! "Now that's just not fair," she frowned, but there was an edge of humor to it that made it entirely unconvincing. "But if you insist. Just this once though." The next time they met up, she'd be doing the paying.

Glancing at his wallet, she rolled her eyes and returned her attention up to the list of sandwiches. "I think a BLT sounds amazing, and an orange soda float." Creamsicle, yum.

Her order given, she was free to give the little deli a proper once over, admiring the old fashioned feel of the place. Her fingers sliding along Grant's arm until she was merely holding his rest very gently in both her hands.

The arrival of the server behind the counter turned the girl's attention forward again, and she offered a happy smile and small wiggle of fingers in a wave. Quite possibly only because Grant had bothered to introduce her. On her own she wasn't of the habit of getting overly friendly with the people that served her. Snobbish perhaps, but true.

It didn't surprise her that Grant would though, and it was mildly endearing, like most of his too nice traits. Surprising in itself, because usually that sort of behavior annoyed her. She suspect him having saved her and taken care of her when they were both trapped in the Surrounding made the different. In not that, she had no clue.

As Dale went to work making their lunch, Grant lead her back to a table, and the both sat. She watched him place the number on the edge, found it a clever sort of idea, then turned her focus up to the young mad across from her.

He was smiling at her, and that contagious quality was quick to call an answering curve of lips from Lydia. She was thankful he had accepted her vague explanation of things, more so that he was humoring her clinginess. If he seemed odd or inappropriate to him he hadn't made it aware by word or action. In all honesty she she didn't think it bothered him, he wasn't the sort, but it would have bothered her, and she was projecting. "Thank you for this." A small roll of her hand indicated the shop, but it extended to mean all of it. Lunch, spending time with her, being nice to her. "It's nice being able to do something so normal after, you know.."

Nodding, she folded her hands on the table, then placed her cheek on top of them, looking up at him as he spoke. "I really did." Simple and fun hadn't been a part of her life since they'd all been taken to the Surrounding.

The compliment caught her a little off guard, and a slight pinkness rose along her cheeks as she watched him, hazel eyes sliding away and to the side. "Thank you." She made a slight face, amused perhaps, or even mildly embarrassed. "I'm sorry, for crying all over you like that."

Lydia hadn't been half so lucky as Grant upon their arrival home. Her name alone was proof of that. She still wasn't used to it.

"I'll have to take you up on that offer." She'd have to get his phone number before all was said and done. Sure she could easily catch him at the school, but her contact list was woefully empty now. It'd been hard dropping her old number and deleting all people that were associated with it. It had to be done, she knew it did, but that didn't make it any easier.

"Do you like movies at all?" Maybe they could go see one. Or even just watch one together at at her apartment..

He was refreshingly optimistic. Everything seemed to make him happy, it was simply a matter of degree with Grant. She knew he was capable of sadness, she'd seen it before, the doubt and sorrow, but even then he'd tried to cover it all up behind a watery smile. Was it inner strength, or simply a fools hope? She couldn't tell.

She lifted her head again when he asked her out, that soft smile fading just a little around the edges. Not unhappily, just from surprise. It returned quickly enough though, and she grinned back at him as the wash of heat spread along his cheeks. It was cute, made his eyes stand out even brighter then they already did. He seemed a little shocked with himself, if he didn't often ask girls out. He probably didn't, it wasn't that he wasn't cute enough, he was, but it probably didn't occur to him all that much.

A server was coming, and Lydia delayed her answer until after the food was set down in front of them and Grant hand thanked the guy. Sipping a bit at her float as she watched him leave.

"I've love to." Hazel eyes slide back to the young man across from her, and for the first time she looked at him with a little more interest then she would just a friend. She'd already noticed he was cute, but that could have been more personality then actual appearance. Now though she could see the line of his jaw, the set of of his features. He was indeed quite cute, more then that even.

"When did you have in mind?"

She should have expected his answer in all honesty, and in a way she had. Still, she smiled happily at him, sipping appreciatively at her orange float.

When would be best for her? It wasn't as though she was terribly busy these days, despite the whole awakening as a magical girl thing. It did mean her nights were a little fuller, but considering she hadn't yet completely settled into her new life the rest of her time was mostly open. Frankly, a distraction like going to the movies with a friend would be incredibly welcome.

She picked her sandwich up and took a bite, chewing thoughtfully as she looked across the table at him. Did it sound too eager to say 'tonight'? Did she care? No, not really. She needed the break, and frankly she didn't much like the idea of walking away from him at the end of their lunch and not seeing him again until she started classes in a few days. He wasn't dead, she'd found him, she didn't want to let him go..

Swallowing, she took another drink, licked her lips, then grinned at him. "Maybe later tonight? I don't have anything planned." Except perhaps sitting in an empty room and dwelling on the things she'd lost. No thanks.

"I don't know what's playing though, I haven't had time to really catch up on what's going on on tv or in the movies since we got back." She'd been a little, ah busy.

He certainly looked pleased by her answer, and she chuckled softly, grinning back at him before returning to delicious sandwich on her plate. He'd been right, this place was pretty amazing. The food was great, the floats equally so, and the atmosphere was really inviting. She'd have to make a point of returning, preferably with present company in tow.

She finished off the rest of her BLT while he talk of loose plans and how they were going to go about picking a movie. It would have been her first thought to simply look up movie times online, but she actually liked the sound of his first suggestion. If they just went and picked a movie once they got there, it would give them time just to hang out and relax. That sounds really nice to Lydia.

Scotching her plate away, she pulled her float closer, but paused before taking the straw between pink lips. "I liked that first plan better actually."

He was a very expressive speaker, she couldn't help but notice the way he'd been talking with his hands as he talked, and she had to admit it only seemed to add to his charm all the more. She liked that she could read him so easily. His every expression was there to see on his sleeve, and she appreciated that he didn't really try to hide anything.

Except for that one instance when they'd been in the surrounding. Though she'd figured there was something he wasn't telling her, it was kind of him to have tried to save her from the hard truth.

Lydia finished off the last of her float, then slid it away with the plate. Her napkin was plucked from her laps, and she dabbed daintily at her lips before setting that beside the dishes. Finished, she folded her hands on the table in front of her.

"When ever works best for you. Honest, my entire evening is free." She smiled, head tilting gently to one side. The plans he was proposing sounded great, but really it didn't matter what they did, so long as they did something. She needed to get out of that apartment, much as she adored Quinn and appreciated everything the other girl was doing for her, she needed to get away and just forget that anything at all was wrong in her life.

Grant was giving her exactly what she needed, and she it made her love him just a little bit. He was so kind, almost too kind, and she could use all the kindness and care she could get at the moment.

"I don't live terribly far, would you like to walk with me? You don't have to, of course." But please do.. She still didn't want to let him go, not yet, but their lunch was over, and they already had a date planned for that night. She couldn't hoard his attention the entire day.. Well she could, but she wasn't going to. For all she knew he had other matters to attend, things that needed completing before he came to pick her up, and surely he wanted to at least change out of his school uniform.

The smile she'd had turned towards the young man grew as he accepted her request. Good, she could hang onto him just a little longer, and then later that night when they had their date. Was it weird that he had asked her after only having just met her? True she knew him, but to him she was someone completely new.

She wondered, though she couldn't ask him, what she looked like to him. If she still looked like Felicia, despite that name no longer belonging to that pretty young face.

Somehow she had know he'd go out of his way to take care of the dishes and the table, and she was smiling despite herself as she watched him tidying up. Oh yes, he was definitely too nice for her.

When he offered his arm agian she happily accepted, sliding her hand along the sleeve of his shirt until it rested at the crook of his elbow. The other coming up to alight lower near his wrist, her pinky brushing warm skin. She met those sea green eyes, admiring the lovely color, and wondered curiously about the eagerness she saw in them. "Shall we go then?"

A gentle tug got them walking towards the door, and once outside she nodded her head towards down the street to the left to indicate which way they'd be heading. It wasn't a very long walk, true to her word, but it was pleasant enough. The buildings were newer, clean and polished, and the storefronts appeared trendy. It hadn't been her pick for a neighbor hood, but she couldn't deny it was starting to grow on her.