When he dropped his hands from her shoulders, she sagged a little, figuring that was it then and was completely prepared to just walk around him and leave.
And then he asked her out. Her eyes nearly bugged out in shock.
"A date?" She couldn't help the surprise in her voice. "You find out I'm a stripper, you've seen me naked and practically had a lap dance, and you ask me on a date?!"
She laughed, shaking her head, and finally smiled. "All right. You can pick me up tomorrow at 6 then." A part of her didn't believe he'd go through with it - what bloke would want a 'date' when they could have a good shag instead? But she figured she'd give him the benefit of the doubt.