Persephone blushed and shook her head at herself. How else had she expected him to find her when she had never mentioned her last name or where she worked. "You see how I am. I do not think of these things. Slow, as I said." Then she dug her phone out, got his number and sent him a text with her name and a smiling emoticon. "I am usually home in the evenings, though we are sometimes still tending the flowers, but I will listen for you." She tapped the phone when she said that.
It was not a date surely. Simply French lessons and making a handsome man smile. Was that a date? She was not sure. No matter what it was, it would be nice to spend more time with him.