So was it a date? She hadn’t even really figured that out before her accident but now that she had heard his voice she just forgot the question all together. With a huff Mel was shifting and rolling herself over still hoping against all hope that she wasn’t mooning him – that was unnecessary. Wiggle….Wiiggle…wiiiiiiiggle.

There.

She was now able to shove herself up off of the booth.

There was one thing Melbourne Sorin-Ward as not, and that, was a damsel in distress. Sure, she was in distress right now but that was because she had embarrassed herself to the umpteenth degree. ”Ace! Hi…you made it…” she looked up at him her face flushed and lips pressed together in nerves. ”I don’t normally do that on dates” she said before furrowing her brows, ”I’ve…never been on anything much other than ice cream dates” she admitted with a laugh as she realized this was her first official unsupervised date with him…sure, she’d been on one or two dates that summer but those felt more natural…less, nerve wracking as a hogsmeade date.

”you…um…look nice, like you” she muttered and tugged on her braid as she stood there nervously.