A small smile rose to Vic's features at Oliver's question, one she hid in the rim of her glass. "You know, for somebody who's 'no pressure' that seems like a potentially stressful question." She teased, draining her glass before setting it next to his on the bar. "However, I suspect you already know what I'm going to say; that I'd be more than happy for this to be a date." And even as she said it, Vic could feel the colour rising to her cheeks and she looked away with a bashful smile.