For a Nazadi dancer, Cory played coy through the meal, not going out of her way to draw her attention to her lips on her soda but letting them speak for themselves as enjoying Emerald's company and beauty.  Naturaly sensual, it was a simple matter to not try and trust in her reflexes to do the things that would please her date's eye naturaly, from bending at the right angle at the right time to looking at her lips when she sipped her own soda with her kiss me ebony lips.<br/><br/>When the chocolate malt arived, she scooted closer to Emerald, took a cherry off, sucked the whipped cream off of it, then popped it back in her mouth with a look of blissful enjoyment.  When she'd finished the delightful treat, she popped the stem into her mouth, moved her lips, then grinned and presented it in her straight white teeth tied in a knot.  Taking it out she gave an abashed cuchukle, "Classic trick, right?  I bet all the girls use it on you?"  She opened the two straws and put them in the shake then snuggled even closer so they could drink together.