Cameron knows she's letting him get away with a little too much for this to end well. Admittedly, it's kind of nice. It's always been kind of nice. It's probably for the best that the flower option is off the table, because Cameron likes flowers-- and as such that would kill the mood. He's at a disadvantage, not aware of the rules of the game she's playing. At least, that's Cameron's justification for being unusually forgiving, when it comes to those rules.
She's a little taken aback by the sheer volume of stuff he has with him when she opens the door; she covers it well, stepping aside to let him pass with a small smirk.
"You must be hungry," she says. The tone suggests she might be laughing at him, and that it's probably best if he assumes she's laughing at him and runs with it. Teasing is safer than suspicion of (heaven forbid) any acknowledgments of emotional involvement.
She shuts and locks the door behind him, turning to watch him unload his burdens. She's not even certain why she invited him oer-- maybe only out of a suspicion that he wouldn't expect her to. That's reason enough; she hates being the predictable one. The art in the lobby-- pretty, but boring.
if you moved a million miles away / I'd still visit you every day
She's a little taken aback by the sheer volume of stuff he has with him when she opens the door; she covers it well, stepping aside to let him pass with a small smirk.
"You must be hungry," she says. The tone suggests she might be laughing at him, and that it's probably best if he assumes she's laughing at him and runs with it. Teasing is safer than suspicion of (heaven forbid) any acknowledgments of emotional involvement.
She shuts and locks the door behind him, turning to watch him unload his burdens. She's not even certain why she invited him oer-- maybe only out of a suspicion that he wouldn't expect her to. That's reason enough; she hates being the predictable one. The art in the lobby-- pretty, but boring.
"No marauding dandelions followed you, I hope?"