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"Well, I figured.. There has to be some kind of royalty to keep order. Even if it's.. just a head figure with no real power?" She flustered a bit, stroking one of her cheeks before sighing. "At least, that's what I always assume." Ah, Rose and her theories. They were often wrong but she couldn't help forming them. Besides, theories were for proving right or wrong, right?

And then he agreed it was a date, eventually, and Rose gave a little grin and slowly reached over to poke him in the side. Was he okay with playful? She didn't know. That's why things were cautious and slow, and awkward. Rose was definitely going to have to go to his arcade and visit him more. Maybe they had some game she could be good at. Or, in all reality, she could teach herself. The Dance Dance Revolution game couldn't start off hard, could it? One had to develop the proper motor skills for that unless you're naturally gifted.

"That sounds good! Or.. you can text me? I can give you my cell number.." With that, she grabbed a bag and pulled out her cellphone in a quick movement. She turned it on and did the passcode before handing it over to him. It was just her every day phone. "That way we... I don't know, can keep in touch easier than notes and even on days where I can't get to the arcade?"

She didn't know how the royalty was picked out, so she really just took a blind swing at the whole ordeal. Her hand waved a little to herself and then she slowly reached over and tugged on his brightly colored hair, examining it with soft eyes before laughing. "Your hair is so interesting. It's really playful." She bobbed her head as she took the conversation in yet one more random direction. Rose was nervous. The butterflies that welled up in her stomach were getting stronger and she felt them flutter to her throat. In fact, the teenager was surprised her face wasn't constantly red from the things she's said and done. Like poking him in the side, leaning against him. It wasn't normal for her, but honestly, it's how she thought flirting happened. No one ever taught her better.

His laughter was really... youthful. He sounded a lot younger than he was, which made her beam a bit. Rose always thought she'd want to befriend men who were quite serious and studious, level-headed, and yet here she was with a man-child. Oh well. Stranger friends could be made.

"I'd like that. I only know a handful of games, and I doubt they're at the arcade. You know, children games because of family obligations." She motioned once more in a vague gesture with her hand before shrugging.

"I suppose I should be getting home soon," Rose's voice held a hesitant sadness to it. But honestly, she should. As much as she planned on staying out here all night, she knew it wasn't possible. "Kid siblings need to be woken up and fed and the like. My parents go to work early."

The girl tucked her own hair behind her ear and just flushed as she started to get a move on packing her things up. "You don't... have to help! I mean." She shook her head and laughed a little to herself. Rose didn't usually hit on people, didn't flirt with men she'd only recently met, but honestly? This one was different.

Something told her that things would be okay. So, she let him help despite her words. Rose's hair kept falling over her shoulders despite her ponytail and she got annoyed with it once or twice.

By the end of packing, Rose was effectively very tired and gave Corey a soft smile. Her things quickly went into her car, that wasn't parked too far away. They said their goodbyes with words, and they chatted a little longer. Rose really didn't want Corey to leave. If he did it meant she'd be alone and thinking about him. "All good things must come to an end," she whispered under her breath.

It was with a small kiss on the cheek that she finally bid him a 'good night' and drove off in the direction of her house.