Thread: Intra-Office Relations

Of course, Lila would never what he really thought about what she told him. He was quite the good actor because she didn't feel so nervous anymore, but still, she'd never want to be asked to talk about herself again. It was the worst thing really. As if feeling put on the spot to share things about herself that even she knew were too mundane to want to be heard. There wasn't anything special about her and as she saw this too, especially in this current situation, she was beginning to wonder what provoked him to even talk to her in the first place. Men and women were different. Women had that natural trait about them to want to care and genuinely get to know other people. Men tended not to be so like that. So why was this guy being like that? Whether it was to be friends or not, it was still odd. It was a clear as day that guys would never ask her for anything except to either 'move' or 'hold the door.' Thankfully, he seemed to accept the clear subject change onto himself and that made her relax. Lila would much rather get to know him than talk about herself any day, and it was even better knowing he seemed so receptive about it, even if he didn't seem to mind hearing about her. He actually seemed interested. Jeez, this guy must be out of his mind or something! Mentally, she could see her subconscious nodding with such a snobbish look on her face. She laughed lightly and shook her head. Oh yeah, because you saying 'I'm just a cool guy' says so much. Her words and tone were dripping with so much sarcasm, it actually amazed her. Her head tilted to the side and she raised a brow. I do? But then she just smiled and covered her mouth. He was funny. Maybe he wasn't even trying but she found his way and choice to explain himself to be funny. Perhaps she was nervous and laughing or giggling was just a small defense and coping mechanism since otherwise, she's was literally impossible in situations like this. I don't have a doubt that you're an interesting guy. You are. She said simply, sitting back, her hand on her bouncing knee trying to calm it. The food came. Oh thank god! Looking down at her salad, since there wasn't any chicken, all that was there was romaine lettuce, some croutons and a little cup with the Caesar dressing on the side. Oh well, she didn't want to eat as it is and her eyes purposely avoided anything below his face--aka his dinner. After pouring the dressing on the salad, but not all of it, she mixed it up to the best of her ability, still not understanding why they would ever put salads in a plate when clearly they needed to be in a bowl. How else would a person toss their salad? Toss it in a place and it's being tossed everywhere else but in the dressing. She didn't think on it though because one she got most of the leaves adequately and decently covered in the dressing enough, she forked small bites and ate, but slowly. Then again, she already did eat slowly naturally. It was clear she enjoyed food though. Looking up at him, she raised a brow just slightly and nodded. Well, if you have anything interesting at your place or maybe there's something playing in the theaters. We could go, after. Either to your place or the theater. O-Only if that's uh, okay with you. She added quickly, looking from him and then down at her plate gradually, continuing her eating. She got a crouton included in the latest bite and it killed the entire taste and flavor of the entire salad but she didn't let it show. Instead, she forced herself to swallow and pushed the croutons to the side of her plate. They were so rank.