<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4080FF">"Oh no, Dimitri, ya haven't been bad company at all!"</span> Alannah grasped at his hand, enveloping it between her own. She turned towards him with wide eyes. <span style="color: #4080FF">"No, not at all. Ya great company. I'm just being a - a mermaid, I guess."</span> She gave him a crooked smile, much more genuine this time. She wanted him to look forward to their next meeting instead of dreading it. At least she knew he wanted to meet her again. <span style="color: #4080FF">"And I'm feeling fine. Just an urge to get outta the watah, even though I can't say it has been boring down heah with ya. I'd love to see ya again,"</span> she said, the crooked smile now firmly in place.<br/><br/>She already envisioned meeting up with him again. Dimitri knew where she worked, just like he said. Assuming she could get the day off, she could always show up early and hide some distance away. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #4080FF">Heh. Sneaking around like two teenagahs.</span></span> She'd have to fake sickness to get out, but she was sure that Daniel wouldn't mind covering for her anyway. <span style="color: #4080FF">"If we can, whaddya say to spending the whole day togetha? Maybe have an early lunch and take it from there? Meet up at, say, twelveish by the café?"</span> She batted her eyelashes at him in a exaggerated, but hopeful way, and subconsciously crossed her fingers.</div>