Lyn took a sip from her glass as she nervously waited, or more of a gulp really. This was completely outside her comfort zone. Normally friends set her up with blind dates, men from work, that could be vouched for. She didn't normally go around just hitting on complete strangers. But there she was, thanks to her friends. A moment later the bartender delivered the drink in front of the man. Before she could look away, so he wouldn't catch her staring, he had lifted his gaze. As their eyes met, a small thrill ran through her. That smile was like sunlight itself. Lyn lifted her glass in a return salute and nodded back, her black ears flicking, then took a sip of her own drink- or not. She realized she'd emptied the glass already.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh my, he's coming over. Lyn he is hooot."</strong>One of the women excitedly whispered, practically bouncing. Lyn set her empty glass aside and snuck a glance from under lowered lashes. He moved with confidence and an almost unnatural grace. Other people moved around him in the crowded bar, but nobody bumped into him or blocked his path.<br/><br/>As he neared she straightened up and tossed her hair over her shoulder, then gave him a soft hesitant smile, her ears twitching forward to show her attention. Her friends turned away a little, acting as if they weren't with her so the two of them could chat one on one. For a moment Lyn felt a little panicked, then he was there, and his voice when he spoke was like smooth silk. Lyn bit her lip and felt her heart skip a beat.<strong>"Lynette, though most everybody calls me Lyn."</strong>She answered. At work her voice was crisp, no nonsense, but it softened when she spoke to him. She found she couldn't look away from his gaze. Taking the offered drink, her fingers brushed his. She lifted it to her lips and took a sip, then lowered the drink with another smile. The drink almost seemed to tingle as it flowed down her throat, and it tasted sweeter than her first cosmo, but she didn't really think on it.<strong>"Thank you. So what's a guy like you doing alone on a Friday night?"</strong>She asked. Part of her brain kicked herself, what was she doing asking such a pointed, absurd question like that? But she wasn't good at this stuff, and oh well she just hoped she didn't scare him off right from the start.