"No. My mom just thought it sounded nice. It means so many things in different languages. You tell me which one you think suits me." She's flirting again. Flirting because he's good-natured, friendly....and that smile.
She smiles then, after his last question...it's definitely a grin and it reaches to her honey summer eyes. "Well. The beard would throw some people off. They might think Scorpio, maybe even Capricorn. Do you even know what I am talking about?" her hand moves, she wants to touch him, she moves it forward, feeling the air between then, trying to read if he's like her and not afraid of contact. Justa touch of her hand to his arm, a connection, she's always looking for that bridge to body and soul. They've hugged already so she feels that connection already and it just grows. A warm feeling.
The bell one the door goes off and a few new customers come in. They stand next to Rafe, looking at the menu. She feels a little disappointed and she never feels that way.
Oona says "Can I help you?" to the couple
and they say, in unison, a laugh after they do, "We're still looking."
and Oona feels that maybe she has a little more time, " Just let me know when you decide. or if you want any samples."
BAck to Rafe, "Do you want to go out sometime? Out to coffee if you're feeling friendly. Out to dinner if there's something a little more?"