Maybe it was just the confidence that seemed to be so inherent to his being. That Cassandra admired. Wanted more of for herself. Not that she thought she was particularly insecure. Not the sort of girl that needed constant reassurances about her attractiveness but her worth for many years had been measured in means of her ability. Both positive and negative. That was something she still struggled to push aside. Though with Max... she rarely even thought about that. Just another reason why she enjoyed spending time with him so much.
Cassandra shook her head in an attempt to dismiss the compliment, but the smile that broadened ever so slightly on her face told how much she had soaked the words in. She couldn't deny that it was nice to hear the words. She pointed a toe out and looked at the low heels. "They might be," Cassandra echoed, grinning. "I hope you won't be offended if I end up barefoot at some point. I never wear these things." And maybe, just maybe her feet were already starting to hurt a little bit but they were pretty shoes. Thank you Sam.
She let him lead the way out of the school, enjoying the sound that her shoes made on the stone floor. The steady click, click, click... that thankfully wasn't followed by the sound of her rolling an ankle or anything terrible like that. The car waiting outside was a surprise. "Where did you get this!?" She asked eyes wide as she turned from staring open mouthed at the man in the suit to Max. No sooner were those words out of her mouth then she was ushered into the plush vehicle. Her mouth didn't have a chance to close when the flowers were spotted.
Cassandra pulled the flowers into her arms and leaned forward to take in their scent. "They are beautiful. Thank you. And I don't think I do. Though I admit to not being sure how I feel about the whole snail thing." She admitted as she settled back into the seat flowers still held delicately in her hands. The car turned to head down the hill into the town and Cassandra found herself sliding along the seat until she was flush against his side. And no she didn't scoot back to her side of the seat. She really didn't want to at all. She was more than content to watch the scenery pass by on the ride down to the city right where she was.