Annie shrugs. "I'm not very good with men, but somehow there's one that seems to tolerate my presence." Still, she had to smile. "And I'm sure you're sick of hearing it, if you ever asked anyone else for advice? But be yourself. Just go with it. If you say something stupid, she's not going to freak out. She's not going to hit you unless you, like, called her a filthy name or something, and you don't look like that type."
They turned the corner onto Oxford Street, heading northeast. "Incidentally, I don't know if anyone's ever told you, but you're really not supposed to talk during movies anyway. I mean, you can whisper or something, but it's meant to be quiet. So you might not even have to worry too much about embarrassing yourself." She winked, wanting him to relax a little.