<ul>She couldn't help but let her smile widen as the man took her hand in his and introduced himself. <span style="font-style: italic">Amsu</span>. He seemed as though he belonged in another time, in another place. Lily considered him for a moment longer, before finally releasing his hand, momentarily taken aback by how cold his fingers were. Perhaps he was a lot more nervous than he looked.<br/><br/>For want of something to do with her hands, she finally picked up the menu and pretended to consider her options. In truth, she was telling herself to relax and just enjoy herself. Whatever it was that made her feel so overwhelmingly nervous around him, it had to stop. This was only for fun, she had told herself, knowing that she was not ready for any serious commitments.<br/><br/>"On second thought, please call me Lily. Liliana is what my grandmother calls me when she needs money to play at the casino," Smiling, she leaned back against her chair and toyed with his question. It was an odd thing to ask, especially since they had only just met, but she could appreciate diverging from the beaten path.<br/><br/>"Figs," she finally answered with a small nod. "I could eat them all day. For some strange reason, they conjure up this feeling of nostalgia in me, but there's no memory. Just a feeling." She realized it wasn't the most sophisticated answer in the world, but she aimed to be honest with him. "What about you?"<br/></ul>