The tiniest hint of a smirk appeared on his features when she said yes to his sort of dinner proposal. He follows her back down the mountain, enjoying the view know that a bet wasn't on the line.<br/><br/>He once again gets out of the black lamborghini and leans against the plating, arms crossed tightly over his chest, left leg bent in order to bear his weight and his right leg out straight. "I suggest you change into something that does not ride up like your current dress. Ada doesn't take well to non formal dress. I'm sure I can find one somewhere for you if needed. In the meanwhile, I'm heading home to shower and change clothes myself." There's actually a hint of warmth in his voice, something that people had gone their whole lives without hearing from him.