<b><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=84757&amp;pid=2043307#pid2043307">Arthur Connington</a></b><br/><b>Location:</b>The GPC: Bistro 121 and on his way to the Green Grotto, an organic food stuff shop in the plaza.<br/><b>Tag:</b>"Cassie Gutierrez"and later alone.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>The pout was cute, although it didn't serve to distract that Cassie still lived with her mother, or so he understood in passing. "Going for drinks... I'm guessing after dinner... is nine o'clock fine?" he wondered, noticing a hint of excitement on her, or perhaps urgency. Did she had places to be and he was bothering her? Ah, he had to stop being so paranoid, she just offered to go shopping around with him, it couldn't be that. When he could react to the cute phone number in napkin moment, Cassie was already gone. Arthur felt completely out of his element, not having dated in forever, second guessing every decision, word and reaction. "I better be moving, even if I have all day..." he sighed, surprisingly calm. There would be time to get nervous once the time approached, but now he had to do some shopping.<br/><br/>Out of the Bistro 121 and into the plaza, Arthur enjoyed the wonderful weather, probably still dazed by the events that just transpired. It had been quick, weird and... strangely easy? It wasn't twenty years ago anymore, perhaps things didn't have to be so difficult, always afraid of other people's judgment, always hiding... Arthur shook his head free of memories of the past that had no place on his mind and adjusted the laptop's bag on his shoulder. Heading to the other side of the plaza towards the Green Grotto to pick some organic greens and free range eggs, or organic eggs and free range... Ah, the hell he knew. He just needed some eggs and stuff to make a salad. He took note of Cassie's number on his smartphone, but he still carefully folded and stored the napkin on his wallet. Perhaps it wasn't so bad to get out of the writer's man cave that his apartment had turned into, after all.