After she had spoken, Sebastian was looking down at his stomach<em>"I'm not that skinny, am I?"</em>Isabelle wanted to laugh, for his words had been so unexpected. The personality which he had was so infectious, it wasn't understood why the man kept himself within such a tight shell. If only the people of the town could see just how wonderful Sebastian was, they would all like him, in the same that that Izzie was growing to like this man.<em>"Besides, the reason I wanted to have lunch with you wasn't because of the food. It was because of the nice young lady who I had an equally nice talk to. I wanted to talk to her again, and get to know you. I have this gut feeling that the person lurking in there, is someone worth knowing."</em><br/><br/>Isabelle looked down silently for just a moment, getting control of herself before another blush could be seen upon her face. This man seemed more than set upon flattering her at every single chance that he got, if he only knew the truth of how horrible she was. Cassie was thought about in that moment but pushed away, she wasn't going to ruin this lunch not inadvertently.<em>"You are a person worth knowing too Sebastian...you really are.."</em>, she whispered softly perhaps more to herself than to him in that moment. Each began eating once again, the silence which grew between the pair wasn't a bad thing. It meant that the food was good, good food always made conversations shorter until everyone was done, at least those were Izzie experiences dealing with food and conversation.<br/><br/><em>"Good Lord, all of this is fantastic, Isabelle. Why on earth are you - Ahh, what I really mean is all of this is superb. If you ever want to sell anything like this you make, I'll happily supply some floor space for you. Hell, you can even use parts of the kitchen."</em>For a moment she began to think about the offer, Isabelle would be more than willing to do such a thing for free, feeding others was a joy. To see their happiness with finding a dish that could brighten up their day or make even the worst day a little bit better for a period of time was all that Izzie truly desired. Everyone desired to be happy even if it was for only a small moment of the day.<br/><br/><em>"I am really happy, Isabelle, that you decided to return here. I like you, as a person. I also think that there is a friendship between us waiting to happen. I know it may sound a bit arrogant of me, but... but at times like this, I trust my instincts."</em>The glass of water was reached for taking a sip, enjoying the slight tang of the lemon before looking over at Sebastian for a moment sensing that he wasn't finished talking. She was never a person who really liked to interrupt others so Izzie continued to let him talk and simply listened. So very good at listening she was, it might have written her off to others as a quiet person but she believed it was just being observant.<br/><br/><em>"You want to know something funny? I thought you might be afraid that this might have been a formal date. Not that I wouldn't mind dating someone like you, it's just..."</em>At those words Isabelle turned quite pink, for she had thought of this as a date in her own mind, even when she knew that a man such as Sebastian would never go for someone like herself. Quiet, Withdrawn, Slightly Unreadable. The heat in her cheeks was becoming a bit overwhelming so Izzie reached for the glass of water once again but stop listening to the continue on.<em> "It's just I over think things at times, then let my mouth run off unchecked. I seriously like you, and I didn't want you to think that an older man like me was only interested in you because you're younger, and was interested in something serious. You know, a deep relationship, or... Christ!"</em><br/><br/>Sebastian dropped his head into his hands and Isabelle was looking at him with her lips parted, cheeks feeling as if they were on fire.<em>"Have I dug a huge hole for myself yet? Or could I dig a little deeper?"</em>The answer to his question went unsaid as Izzie was within a bit of shock. This man had just stated that he liked her, hadn't he. Was this the time to finally speak up for herself for the first time in her life or to stay with the old method of 'flight'. For as much as Isabelle read and wrote she found herself unable to grasp onto words that could be spoken, there she sat trying to will herself into saying something, saying anything for that matter.<br/><br/><em>"I like you too....I wasn't trying to...I didn't mean to give you the impression of being easy...being the type of girl who might only want an idle fling...to use someone older for their gain..I...I'm sorry"</em>, Izzie stuttered while standing up quickly and bumping her knees against the table. Cheeks were beyond on fire now, she needed to get out, to take the route of 'flight', yet she found herself unable to move, unwilling to leave.<em>"I'm sorry that I got a crush in only a day without really knowing you.. I mean I know who you are...have known for years but haven't known you..you know what I mean..?"</em>