"Our last date was ten years ago. We spent most of it either cursing Copycat or trudging around in a sewer. I don't think we're good at that."
She settled completely on the bed, letting her mind go over that. He wanted to date. What good could come of that? What bad?
Lots of both. Love was the only arena where Domino showed any caution at all. Maybe it was time to change that. Hell, the way things were going she'd probably be dead before Nathan this time, anyway. "But I guess we could try one. Maybe that was just a bad night."