She didn’t avert her eyes when Salomé turned. Instead, she leaned in closer and whispered, “Probably weird timing on my part, but I’d like to take you out for a drink sometime, if you’re not terribly busy … or dinner, or whatever you’re into?” Salomé’s big smile accentuated the dimple at the top of her right cheek. She chuckled and said, “I don’t drink, but I’m very into dinner … and whatever.”
