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It was as she smiled in reaction to his response that she realized how long it had been since a man had made her feel…happy. She was happy, when she was with Geoff, and she wasn’t quite sure he understood what a big deal that was to her. She was still very reserved, and almost self-conscious about herself, thinking for a while that she had been doing something wrong with all the other men in her life.

But she felt confident, around him – something that had taken a little while, what with her paranoia that relationships always end barldly – but now that she did, she was able to see him as a kind, caring man with a good sense of humor, instead of someone who would potentially break her heart.

“Oh, of course.”

She said with another one of those bright smiles, going to place her purse up on the counter – at least making the reach to pay, instead of automatically assuming he would. As they were waiting for the pizza to finish baking, Geoff grabbed the pizza box, and this time it was Savannah’s turn to open the door for him, following out to sidewalk. Finding an empty alley, Savannah took hold of Geoff’s arms, making sure he was prepared to apparate before she sent them popping off to her apartment building.

Opening the door to her place, she pushed open the door in order to step aside, and let him in, directing him towards the kitchen so he could place the pizza box down onto the counter. She re-locked her door, and then made her way into the kitchen to join him, immediately opening up a cabinet, to grab them a couple of plates, holding the pantry open, not knowing which glasses to grab, since she didn’t know what they were drinking.

“How would you like a glass of wine? I’ve got a bottle of red sitting open…it’s a good year, from what I’ve been told.” She smirked. “I admittedly don’t know much about wine…but it tastes good, and it gets the job done.”

‘The job’, for the night, was to get of any lingering knots of tension that came with the idea of having him in her home. She wanted to be calm, and relaxed, and worry free – she hadn’t been that way in too long. It was like she was an entirely different person from who she used to be, because of everything she had been through – between the men in her life, and the Death Eaters, and…everything.