Spinelli kind of blushed as she stradled his scooter. This was crazy right. What if she was some crazy girl who wanted to take his liver or his kidneys. What if she wanted his sperm!? He had to calm down, not go crazy. She was harmless. Calm down. Calm down. If he was suppose to be calming down, why was he screaming in his head.
He tried simply, tried his luck on making himself look okay for this meal. He changed twice, and then even a third time. He settled on pair of faded blue jeans, a white tee, and a light green plaid shortsleeve over shirt. Which he was told by Emma before made his eyes pop. This was just a pizza date.
The Jackal smiled at her reassuringly. "Yeah, just hang on." He took a deep breath. "And actually hang on. New York driving is kind of crazy." He laughed lightly.