The Perfect Sandwich Who: Lucy and Bryn What: Sandwich tasting Where: Bryn's premises When: Wednesday lunchtime Rating: SFW
Lucy didn't know where she stood with Bryn. That was probably partly her own fault - usually, when she liked someone she went after them pretty obviously. She had no qualms about being the one to ask a guy on a date. Coming back to the wizarding world had shaken her confidence, at least at first, and the fact that they'd met when she 'won' him probably wasn't helping any. Nor was the fact that she was weirdly ambivalent about her own feelings. He was attractive, and she liked him but didn't know if it actually went deeper than that. If he expressed an interest would she just be flattered, or would she actually want to see if it went anywhere? There were just too many questions and not enough answers.
Deciding to err on the side of 'subtle' (as well as she could, anyway), Lucy decided against just asking. Instead, she dressed up a little more than usual for their lunch to see if she noticed any interest on his end. The top she wore was athletic, but still looked feminine enough to be sexy. It was a good continuation of the racing leathers she'd worn with Rich, and made her feel more or less the same. Confident, sexy, happy. Whether this was lunch with a friend or something more, she would rock it.
She'd taken the day off, spent the morning swimming and splashing around in Susan's pool before getting out to dry off and get ready. The floo took her to Finnigan's and she walked from there to Bryn's new premises. Since he was providing the food, she'd taken it upon herself to bring drinks - two bottles of nice cider which she carried in a tote bag over her shoulder. Once she reached the right shopfront - and looked approvingly at the sign - she knocked on the door and stepped back to wait.