<span style="color: #FF80FF">Sarah continued to stare at him, the camera, and the streetlamp for several more long moments before she turned slightly pink in the cheeks and let him go. She never really just -touched- someone without knowing them much better first. Nerd girls were not always the belle of the ball after all. So she put her hand back into her pocket and shook her head at his question. "I don't know. I can see any obvious signs of manipulation. I mean, the projection that... wait, you heard what it said as well, right? Please tell me you did. Otherwise I will think I am going just a bit crazy. I mean my heart can't stop racing since I met you." While this statement was true, it was for more than the crazy streetlamp talking into her head and the suddenly not broken camera in his arms. A thought that didn't cross her mind until a few moments later.<br/><br/>When it did she blinked at her choice of words and cleared her throat looking away. Even if it was true, that was too close to a confession that she thought he was very handsome. So when he told her "they" should get out of there and go for coffee. Well, naturally she had to refuse! He as just being nice after all. He didn't really want to take her.<br/><br/>"Sure! I would love to go to coffee with you. Thanks!<br/><br/>Where had that come from? <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Spoken wishes are easy to hear, but the whispers of your hearts override your fears. You wish has been granted.~</span><br/><br/>"Coffee. Now." She stated and pulled at his sleeve to get him moving. The faster they went away from that lamp, the better off it would be for both of them. She really hoped she wasn't just going insane.</span>