[Alright... So maybe for this kind of situation, Iona will admit that they're at an impasse (no, she's flushing) and she throws her arms up in the air and shrugs, trying to be casual about his remark.]

Right. Right, right!

[She's fanning herself with one hand god Her words come out in a rush again.]

I know walking you to your job isn't exactly an ideal "real" date, but I can at least do that much. Um. I'll be here tomorrow too. And then I should probably open up the cafe and let everyone else know what's up.

["Everyone" consisting of her close circle of Monts, Solomon, her grandmother, those strange psychic twins, and yes... That one guy...

(Dominique Vargas is going to have that, "I told you so," look towards this new duo for a week. Mostly at Claude, rip.)]