Damn! This girl knew how to dress; why was it she knew the colors that lit his eyes up. She was awfully cute; the gray leggings and boots were calling out to him. He also wondered what it would be like to cuddle up with her. He wondered how soft the maroon sweater that was hugging her upper body could be. He decided to try to get a laugh.  "Oh Luna; is it just me, or is it getting really hot in here!"<br/><br/>FOCUS! Angels were supposed to be asexual beings; what the hell was wrong with him? Still, he had changed into a white shirt and navy blue pants to try to impress her. No tie, but a little navy blazer that didn't really fit him. As far as he was concerned, it would be fine if they had an enjoyable evening together; nothing fancy. Just two people ... err ... one angel pretending to be a person, enjoying each other's company. Gabriel had nothing like this in heaven.<br/><br/>"Well, it is a lot nicer now that you're here, Luna. Please, sit by me.  What do you want to drink with this gourmet pizza?" He laughed to himself; he had no clue if Old Chicago pizza was any good; for that matter, he had no clue if any food was good. But perhaps he would enjoy it.<br/><br/>"So, you bought my line about having to mow lawns in the dead of winter?" Gabe smiled. He looked at her; the one he was supposed to protect, the one he was supposed to keep safe.  He looked deep into her eyes. "Do you want to know what I'm feeling ... what I'm feeling right now, Luna?"