It was a simple thing to keep stride with her, granted most women were small and petite little things in his mind. When you were a beast of a man that was an easy assumption to make. But in this case it held true. Even if she had attempted to run he would have been able to overtake her. Bradley tried to play that down of course, letting her stay a few steps in front of him.
When she made that sharp turn on her expensive heels he grinned, letting his hands hang loosely by his sides. Trying to seem as unimposing as possible. When the question spilled out he grinned, “That’s what I said, though I’m not opposed to the symphony either. Have you ever attended a muggle opera? It’s an interesting experience to say the least, though a bit dull as there is no magic of course and they just can’t get the same effects without it.”
Donning his best school boy smile he waited, her expression was priceless. It could go either way at this point and he’d be alright. If she said yes, Brilliant! If she said no, it just meant he had to try harder.