Cara all but forgot her salad as she listened to Gregory's recollections of his wild childhood. Watching the red blush creep across his face made her feel much better about her own anxiety over their unexpected lunch date. When he had finished talking, Cara gave him a reassuring smile. "Aw, now that doesn't sound all that bad, really. Bonfires on the beach - sounds like a lot of fun. And as far as the rest," She shrugged. "Sounds about normal for boys. Although, the sheep and cattle might not agree."<br/><br/>For a few minutes Cara was silent, returning to her salad. She really wasn't very hungry, but she also wasn't about to let those delectable tomatoes go to waste. She popped one in her mouth, chewing slowly and savoring it. When she finished, she grinned. "Best salad I've had all day."<br/><br/>"Please don't worry about taking me from my responsibilities, Gregory. If you only<em>knew</em>what I went through to get my parents to agree to this..." Her voice trailed off as she rolled her eyes and shook her head. "This is really important to me. I'm very lucky Professor McKnight was willing to take on a student like me. I've already started on some of the organizing I'll be responsible for." Impulsively, she reached out, squeezing Gregory's hand where it was resting on the table across from her. "I won't get in any trouble, promise."<br/><br/>Realizing what she'd done, Cara pulled her hand back, lowering her face to her embarassment. "Um, and from what you said yesterday, it sounds like you have a lot of things going on as well." She did not look up again, hiding behind her pale red hair and chasing down another plump tomato with her fork.<br/>