Rosario raised her eyes from her coffee to find Cathal smiling at her without a trace of reticence. She could feel the self-conscious warmth in her cheeks, but she could also feel her own smile nudging wider, dimpling at the corners. No, yeah, he'd definitely just called her cute.
This was probably where she was supposed to coyly ask, like, about what kind of cute things, exactly. She was almost definitely gonna think of the perfect line ten minutes from now, but at this moment the only thing her addled brain was supplying her with was like tektites, tektites are cute? which was not an acceptable thing to say to a fine-looking guy who she may or may not currently be on a date with. So instead she asked, "So what, what made you want to come over here?"