She heard the 'coming' and stood their patiently, arms behind her back and taking a deep breath.  How she was so anxious in this and not with the missions she'd been on recently... she wasn't sure.  Still, she was smiling as the door opened... and her jaw dropped a bit as she saw what looked to be a Chinese kung-fu princess in front of her, where as she looked like a Japanese neo-samurai.  She eyed her up and down, every last curve-hugging aspect of the qipao, those stockings, those... slippers, whatever thy were called, and even the odango style upon her head reminiscent of panda ears.<br/><br/><"Dear gods you're beautiful..."> she managed, a lack of verbal filter letting her thoughts out, and then she shook herself to composure once more, smiling widely <"I mean, you look beautiful, Musubi.  Are you ready to leave?"><br/><br/>She offered the woman her arm for her to take, more of an English mannerism for sure, and would lead her out of the apartment down to her car, even open the door to the car for her.  Once they were in the car, she leaned over and kissed  her on the cheek, before starting it up and heading out onto the road.<br/><br/><"First for the day, I have a reservation at one of the best Italian restaurants in the city." she explained once they got on the road, quite happy and pleased with herself <"Never been there myself, but it's supposed to be<em>excellent</em>."><br/><br/>And likely expensive, but that was fine; she had more than enough cash to spend tonight; no expense was going to be too much for this date.