It was an entirely fair assumption, especially considering that, given the right order of elements, finance could be flirtation. Good investment and special discount were, after all, remarkably attractive phrases. But the softened huff of his laugh that accompanied the spread of his smile, the faint flush of warm contentment spreading along his cheeks, might allude to the fact that those thoughts were no where near the pleasing rigidity of numbers at all.

"I certainly hope you will," he said, especially since this could get terribly awkward rather quickly if she didn't, but he wasn't going to let himself linger on that, "but I suppose there's only one way to know for sure. Let us go outside," he shifted the bottle to join the glasses in his other hand so that he might offer one out for Liliana's. "I don't think I could have even asked for a more perfect evening."