[Far from sounding ominous, the invitation to Blake's room is almost enough to warrant an intrigued "Oooooo" from her, even with the writer no longer present. The clarification for dinner however just makes her grin, if with a small affectionate roll of her eyes first at the way the message has been delivered and since Blake isn't present. Nerd.
She pockets the napkin and the tip and then sets about finishing her shift, now beaming and all the more eager for it to end.
And sure enough, that evening finds her strolling up to Blake's door, the same bright smile on her face that she'd had at the diner.]
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She pockets the napkin and the tip and then sets about finishing her shift, now beaming and all the more eager for it to end.
And sure enough, that evening finds her strolling up to Blake's door, the same bright smile on her face that she'd had at the diner.]