She shook her head, causing her hair to bounce around her shoulders. "I love Italian food," she told him brightly, talking easily over his nervous silences. "Anything that comes from a country around the Mediterranean is a favorite."
There was a pause as she thought back to last year. "I moved in sometime during October," she recalled, realizing how long ago it seemed now. "So, almost six months now! And I lived here for a few months when I was twenty-ish, but it was normal back then so that doesn't count." She was relaxing slightly now and the numbness seemed to lessen even more in her chest. "What about you? How long have you been living with your friend?" Even if Rosalie hadn't been distracted, she wouldn't have been nervous. Dates were easy things to manage with smiles and charm, even if she cared a great deal more about this one than any other in recent memory.