Isabelle was beginning to feel a bit unsure of herself, unsure of if she was pushing or rather moving a bit forward much too soon. The man had just finished kissing her, hours before this it was about nerves and upset tears over Cassie. Now the tables had been changed, a need equation added to the mix, the possibility of a relationship, the worry now of if she would be sharing too much or too little with Sebastian. The self doubt was pushed to the back of her mind, ready to be dealt with when she would finally be alone, as right then and there wasn't the time nor the place.<br/><br/>Sebastian began giving her a bit of a look, almost a cross of 'you're joking right' and 'please I've been around the block'. Fingers started to drum upon the table almost absentmindedly, at least it was better than twirling ones hair while still eating lunch.<em>"I'd really like that. It's not often that I get such an irresistible offer. Plus, the joys of being my own boss, and having some skilled employees, I can take the occasional early night, which I haven't really done since buying the place. How about Saturday night. It's not quite as bad as Friday nights, so they would be able to survive without me on that night."</em><br/><br/><em>"It's a date....I mean.. Great it all works out then Sir...</em>A slight smile curled upon Izzie's lips at his words, words that had caused her to feel nervous and call the man 'Sir'. Quietly she watched the man now eat a dumpling, while beginning to think once again. It seemed that by being brave not only once but twice this day had paid off so far, Izzie wasn't going to press her luck with a third.<em>"I'm not sure about you, but it taking a little while for this to sink in. It's just... oh, I hate it when the words vanish on me like that. It's like it's almost too good. That something like this doesn't happen to people like me, even though I know that thought is wrong, since it has. Gawd, I'd best keep quiet and enjoy the food and the company in silence before I say something that I might regret."</em><br/><br/>If only Sebastian knew that she was thinking some what similar thoughts but hadn't voiced them, nor would she. The quick kiss to her cheek had her blushing once again, as if she were a school girl upon the top of the world. Silence was something that Isabelle could do rather well, it was needed for the moment at least. Across the table she reached, grabbing the Lemon Pound Cake and the Apple Pie. Izzie was going to do one of the things that she did best when feeling a bit overwhelmed by emotions, eat sweets since a book couldn't be up and opened even if she had one in the middle of lunch.