[She still doesn't know Jason all that well yet, but she's observant enough to catch the way he'd leaned in- and kind enough to not make a big deal out of it. Instead, she darts back inside and emerges again a minute later with a book in tow.]
Okay, now I'm ready to go. Walk me home?
[She turns to consider the trolley when he mentions it, and reaches for his hand.]
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Okay, now I'm ready to go. Walk me home?
[She turns to consider the trolley when he mentions it, and reaches for his hand.]
I'm sure someone will be able to put it back.