Nora straightened her shoulders, her hands softly tugging on the bow on her back. It wasn't too much, was it? It was just a spring dress! Nothing fancy, nothing overboard, it was simply--a dress. She couldn't exactly meet a random bloke and wear her dragon wrangling clothes, right? The shoes were simple flats, but they still hurt her feet and---why wasn't she feeling as confident as she had been while flirting through the journals with said stranger? She should really have talked to someone about this. Delilah would've turned into a hurricane of makeup and excitement and Nora couldn't handle that. What had she been thinking? Prompting a lunch date out of a stranger, ugh!

She should leave. She could leave, he'd never find out who she really was, and that would be that. Right. That would save her a lot of stress, that would make her life a whole lot easier and----backwards Wasps hat! Nora stared, gaped as she watched her blind date look through the front window. He was young, he was---cute. She flushed immediately and turned around, feigning great interest in the dessert display. It also gave her bow full visibility, and now she could at least relax enough at the fact that she'd been flirting with someone funny and handsome.