He followed her lead, letting the door close behind him, before looking back at her. Now that he was here, he was actually at a loss for whether or not he should just do this, or wait on her to make the first move. This wasn't just some girl he'd happened to pick up in a bar -- well, okay, maybe it was -- but he'd put effort into things at this point. He wanted to do this right.

...Not that he had any idea what that meant.