Arisa's heart stopped beating, as he gave her a look - she stiffened, coming<em>this</em>close to freezing in place, not sure whether she could pose a little, or stand still, or, or...<br/><br/>-And when his hand closed on hers, it started beating again.<br/><br/>"Y, you-" A deep breath. A slight smile, a faint curve to the redhead's full lips. "...You look great too."<br/><br/>Her lissome legs guided her forward, as she was steered into the restaurant - the fragrant smell of frying meat, the happy chatter of the crowd, making for a cosy backdrop. She really *had* to tell Melissa about this place, sometime...She'd<em>love</em>it here!<br/><br/>"Ah - the lemon tea sounds good," she offered, by way of answer - her slight smile lingering, a faint blush to her cheeks. She really couldn't<em>believe</em>she was actually on a date with<em>Wesley</em>...If Arisa didn't<em>know</em>she wasn't dreaming, she'd have pinched herself. Slim fingers cupped Arisa's cheek, as she rested her chin on her palm - smiling, a little dreamily, and was she *staring*? No, no - she had to say something.<br/><br/>"Thanks for bringing me here," she said - "...It's really,<em>really</em>nice of you." A little giggle thrummed from her silky throat, her eyes sparkling with delight. He was more than nice - He was so<em>cool</em>, while *she* was the one constantly wondering if she'd-<br/><br/>Breathe, Arisa. Breathe.<br/><br/>She exhaled, ever-so-slightly, letting her swirling thoughts clear - there was no reason for her to be so anxious, after all. She should just relax...And enjoy herself. After all - What could go wrong?