Merri/Ash | bar in the Theatre District | late-evening
Merri gulped. His heart pounded and his cheeks burned, and he wished Ari was here to help him for what to do next; this had never happened before. His mind raced with many different thoughts and possibilities and words, but everything came around so fast that if he didn't calm down, and now, he was likely to spit out words that made no sense together -- at best.
"Uh, um..." Calm down. Deep breaths. You can do this.
Except he probably couldn't.
"S-sure!" he squeaked out. "I, uh, would love that!"