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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 11:44 pm
The girl's eyes moved back to the cafe in what almost seemed like an anxious manner. It was almost as if she seemed to have a nervous energy to her now. Even the movement of her touching his jacket seemed like an effort to calm her own nerves. It was a subtle thing to observe, and as he knew, it wasn't something he should mention aloud.
He was able to handle her physical contact a bit better this time around, managing to remain calm and collected. "I am glad to hear that your meal did not grow legs and run off." Despite the fact she believed her food was still present, she still seemed to want to take him up on his previously misunderstood offer.
However, the company of a lovely young lady in the afternoon was a much preferred activity to an afternoon at Hillworth. He nodded his head in her direction as if to agree with her recommendation. "I think that would be a lovely idea. I do have a rather full schedule, but perhaps we could meet outside of this Cafe next week Friday. Would that work for you, Miss Roxanne, or is there a better day for you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:01 am
Roxy's eyes brightened and her smile tugged a little further, his suggestion seeming to smash all those remaining shaky nerves to bits. He was still in for this, it wasn't just a fleeting gesture of his. Or well, she had really just gotten her way. Anyway she was looking at it, score another one for Roxy.
"Next Friday sounds perfect," she replied, trying to keep back her giddiness, "but I'm paying." The blonde held up a finer at him, trying to make a point about this, "it's the least I can do for saving my life, Nysa.. Page of Neptune."
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:21 am
Mentally, the lad was cringing as the girl dared to demand she pay. It was like nails on the chalkboard to him, since it definitely was not proper for a young man to allow the young lady to pay. However, there were ways around this, and the young lad had every intent upon taking advantage of such.
"The only thanks I need is to see your lovely smile, Miss Roxanne." Rather than wait for the girl to offer up her hand again, he carefully swept in and claimed her hand again so he could dip in and plant yet another gentle kiss upon her knuckle, this time in departure.
"Until we meet again, next week Friday at about five o clock PM, Miss Roxanne." He released her hand, then offered a crisp bow before sprinting off, using the same path as before to get to the rooftops. There was quite a bit of research to tend to now that he had plans. After all, a Page could not spend his time in a restaurant like an ordinary person.
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