Damn did the man clean up some fierce. He may patrol the streets and go toe to toe with normal and super sized thugs, but dressed like this, anyone would confuse him with some top shelf action actor or athlete. Jess did her best to try to remember everything. And not drool.
"A date?" she echoed in surprise of the segue and then started snickering. Well, they were dressed up and going to dinner together, she supposed that was the general definition. "I'm not sure, I don't think we ever did a date before." What were they, in high school again? Let's not, she hated that time. She wiped her eye and got her giggles over enough to start strolling to the door with a wide grin. "Want to find out?"