[She's got a very charming smile. Lazarus would have wondered if she was flirting with him, if their situation was a little more mundane. As it is, there's more pressing things to worry about than not looking like an imbecile in front of a pretty girl.]
Make it a brisk walk. Come on.
[He turns on his heel, marching off at a brisk pace. Espresso Yourself, the coffee shop he owns, is a Numbered haven and fairly nearby; he decides to take her there.]
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Make it a brisk walk. Come on.
[He turns on his heel, marching off at a brisk pace. Espresso Yourself, the coffee shop he owns, is a Numbered haven and fairly nearby; he decides to take her there.]