Thanking him quietly for the door, she slipped into the car, deliberating his hints. Formal and close. Her eyes had lit up when he mentioned Italian and she started to feel like maybe it wouldn't be so hard to play happy on this date after all. Italian was good. "Bella Sotto is the only one I know around here," she told him, "and they're amazing. But I don't know all of the restaurants in the area." Rosalie added the last part just in case she was wrong.