Approval was perhaps putting it lightly. They were smitten with him. He'd charmed his way through dinner and she was fairly sure she'd never stop hearing about him. There was certainly nothing that could be done for it now though. She had been the one to invite him in for dinner after all.

She was about to protest but his calling her cute stopped her rather abruptly and brought a blush to her cheeks. She was certain he only meant it in a joking manner but it still made her blush regardless. It probably always would.

"I'm not pouting," she said defensively as she grabbed her empty glass. She noticed it was empty and looked at him with a raised brow. "You're not a very good bartender," she added with a raised brow directed right at him.

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