Originally Posted by Tegz

"..... good question." Ruby said, narrowing her eyes slightly. He sort of had, to one unspoken challenge... which was what had caused their very very brief non-speaking period, and resulted in him asking her on this date to make it up to her. Buuuuuut she was determined to enjoy herself so she fluffed her hair and in doing so, mentally banished thinking about the things that got her churned up. Or those things, at least.

Once he was seated she reached her foot out so that their legs were touching at the ankles. It just felt better to be touching him, honestly, even harmless little contact like that.

As for the menu, she was mentally counting up the calories, even as she tried to decipher the words. Painstaking. Menus sucked. She bit her lip. The fancy font was defeating her.

"..... Gray? Can you...." She hesitated. How did you ask someone to a) read out a menu and make yourself look like an idiot in the process, b) ask them to order something healthy for you because eating gross fattening stuff gave you incredible anxiety thanks to motherly pressure, or c) all of the above? If this date situation had been happening earlier in their... acquaintance, Ruby would simply have flipped her hair and challenged him to order for her, like a gentleman. A test in that and everything too. She'd done it before and not all boys passed.

Because boys were usually pretty hopeless about such things.

Buuut..... it was different now. She took a breath. "I don't... see anything I like because I can't... read it."

She looked down at the table, not wanting to see the look on his face.