No witty comment? No lovely, flirtin’ shot at me? Damn. Must have really surprised yeh. But if yeh don’t wanna kiss me, guess that means yeh were lyin’ ‘bout all that.
{His grin widens, becoming a bit toothy. He was watching her every move}
*Think, Sheila, think. Say something that will turn the situation around and put the focus on him.*
Dinner first.
*fffffffffuck—*
{Holy crap, was she really serious? And here Dominik thought she was playing around, joking with him. He blinked, slowly, before letting out a nervous chuckle}
Heh… sure. Why not? When would yeh loike to have dinner? I can cook if yeh want. Make a mean dinner, grill some steaks up. Mmmmhmmm, love cookin’.
