Lyn blushed, her ears flicking back, as he grinned at her stumbling attempt at an opening line. Yea, it had been bad. They both realized it. But he seemed to take it in stride and find amusement from it, much to her relief. She took another sip of her drink to calm her jittery nerves and gave him a sheepish smile. She felt a little buzzed, almost giddy. She honestly wasn't sure if it was his bright warm eyes focused on her making her feel that way, or her drink.<br/><br/>A drink she nearly coughed on, laughing, at his counter pickup line. Except she caught herself. He hadn't laughed at her, she wouldn't laugh at him- but she did grin to match his own smile and shake her head.<strong>"Well at least you didn't ask if it hurt when I fell from heaven."</strong>She remarked in playful teasingness. But the exchange helped her relax. She finished her drink and set it on the bar, then turned back to him with a smile.<strong>"I would be happy to dance, so you can see about this dream coming true."</strong>She offers, the drink making her more daring than her normal self. She didn't even normally like to dance... but she suspected with him it might be quite enjoyable.