[ elena's head tilts a little at sam's suggestion; she moves from his side to face him instead. ] Traditionally. [ not that anything about this is exactly traditional. (or it is, and elena's too accustomed to the opposite.) it's not nerves afflicting elena so much as it's the opportunity to... be a girl, out on a date. and after the last several days...
anyway. she raises her brows playfully. ] We could be non-traditional.