Enthusiasm was always a plus. Evan was an enthusiastic type, although her laid-back nature usually masked that part of herself. Still, he seemed to psyched at the idea that she was a fan of the night sky. Nodding, his 'dorkified' manner making her give a short laugh, she added, "I don't know a whole lot about it, I just know I like looking up. I bet you'd be a good teacher if you like it so much." That was always a plus. Who wanted to learn from some old windbag who didn't want to teach?
Something nice. Check. She'd pull out the Christmas mass dress, or something along those lines. Xander and Honey Skye, living in a penthouse, throwing a dinner party. So this was real life in California? Funny, how life turns out.
Ding. There should have been some sort of musical cue when the doors slid open, revealing the two apartment down the distance. She knew her eyes were bugging out of her head just slightly, all the giddiness starting to boil over. "Should we like ...knock?" Moving towards the door like she thought it might open on its own, Evan looked to Eli, bringing her voice to a hush. "I guess so. We probably shouldn't just walk in." In Kansas, that got you shot.
Pausing in front of the door, Evan jumped forward, knocked twice, and jumped back, her fingers tingling. She'd run if she had to, like playing 'ding dong ditch' in high school.