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noodles · 01-02-2015, 01:29 PM

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Originally Posted by Talikins

Most woman would of waited for the whole gentleman-like seat procedure, but Erin didn't feel like letting the man try. Her assumptions were enough to completely sway her but then again being a lawyer she knew more investigation needed to be done before she could fully testify him as guilty.

"Thank you." She skimmed at her dress whilst talking. She couldn't deny it was a beautiful dress yet what was his intentions with such comments? A tad cautious you could say she was but she wouldn't fall for a man's tricks again. She'd been through them all too well and was as deep as anything in love with her ex-fiance when they had been together. Her trust, again, was not as it should be but she could not help herself. Little steps it was she supposed. "I quite like your sweater." She felt that was her baby step and she did after all like it, it made him look somewhat clever or studious for lack of a better description.

The Ms, had she not corrected him. A somewhat fake smile was worn to be polite as she responded. "Not at all. I don't have plenty of time with work and other things. In fact it's my first date in quite sometime too." Not years, but perhaps it had been what a year or so, nearly two. "You were married before? I mean as to why you haven't dated for that long." Rude, yeah. Breaking the rules of first dates, yeah but what other timing would she have to ask? This way it would seem she'd just be wondering why he hadn't dated for so long. Sometimes she loved the way she thought, this was evidently one of them even if she was awfully going to freak the guy out. Her lawyer side was just too predominant.

She quite liked the sweater vest? Howard looked down at it and back at Erin. “Oh. Why, thank you.” His wife had always been fond of the way he dressed too. 'Vintage History Professor', she had called it. He smiled fondly at this memory.

Of course Howard being Howard didn't pick up on the subtleties of a fake smile. He was much too immersed in himself.. too nervous to look out at the world instead of in. A busy lifestyle? “What is it you do for a living--? And almost added a 'ms' on the end, but managed to stop himself, making his sentence sound clipped, unfinished, at the end. This caused him to fidget with his napkin.. even more-so at the question that followed.. his anxiety seeping out through large cracks. He realised he was fidgeting though, and sat on his hands to stop himself.

She hadn't been on a date either? Well.. that was.. strangely reassuring. The last thing Howard wanted was to be in the hands of a female predator this evening who just did this as a matter of cause. “Work too busy. K-keeping you on your toes?”

He nodded.. and gulped. Yes. He had been married. ..Still was as far as he was concerned.. and still had conversations with his wife when he was home alone. His sole voice and her imagined responses. Little off hand comments here and there as if she was listening.

“My wife passed away.” He explained and, for the first time all evening, didn't stutter. “I just haven't felt able to put myself out there.. s-so to speak.”

01-02-2015, 01:29 PM	#175 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,260 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Talikins Most woman would of waited for the whole gentleman-like seat procedure, but Erin didn't feel like letting the man try. Her assumptions were enough to completely sway her but then again being a lawyer she knew more investigation needed to be done before she could fully testify him as guilty. "Thank you." She skimmed at her dress whilst talking. She couldn't deny it was a beautiful dress yet what was his intentions with such comments? A tad cautious you could say she was but she wouldn't fall for a man's tricks again. She'd been through them all too well and was as deep as anything in love with her ex-fiance when they had been together. Her trust, again, was not as it should be but she could not help herself. Little steps it was she supposed. "I quite like your sweater." She felt that was her baby step and she did after all like it, it made him look somewhat clever or studious for lack of a better description. The Ms, had she not corrected him. A somewhat fake smile was worn to be polite as she responded. "Not at all. I don't have plenty of time with work and other things. In fact it's my first date in quite sometime too." Not years, but perhaps it had been what a year or so, nearly two. "You were married before? I mean as to why you haven't dated for that long." Rude, yeah. Breaking the rules of first dates, yeah but what other timing would she have to ask? This way it would seem she'd just be wondering why he hadn't dated for so long. Sometimes she loved the way she thought, this was evidently one of them even if she was awfully going to freak the guy out. Her lawyer side was just too predominant. She quite liked the sweater vest? Howard looked down at it and back at Erin. “Oh. Why, thank you.” His wife had always been fond of the way he dressed too. 'Vintage History Professor', she had called it. He smiled fondly at this memory. Of course Howard being Howard didn't pick up on the subtleties of a fake smile. He was much too immersed in himself.. too nervous to look out at the world instead of in. A busy lifestyle? “What is it you do for a living--? And almost added a 'ms' on the end, but managed to stop himself, making his sentence sound clipped, unfinished, at the end. This caused him to fidget with his napkin.. even more-so at the question that followed.. his anxiety seeping out through large cracks. He realised he was fidgeting though, and sat on his hands to stop himself. She hadn't been on a date either? Well.. that was.. strangely reassuring. The last thing Howard wanted was to be in the hands of a female predator this evening who just did this as a matter of cause. “Work too busy. K-keeping you on your toes?” He nodded.. and gulped. Yes. He had been married. ..Still was as far as he was concerned.. and still had conversations with his wife when he was home alone. His sole voice and her imagined responses. Little off hand comments here and there as if she was listening. “My wife passed away.” He explained and, for the first time all evening, didn't stutter. “I just haven't felt able to put myself out there.. s-so to speak.”