Lydia almost audibly gasped at the elaborate setup for their dinner.
She'd never had anyone who went all out for a first meeting let alone a first date.
She's exceedingly impressed.

"I think this wine is enough for now."

"I might tell you about it one day."

Lydia murmured as she turned to follow him.
This would be interesting. This masked man held secrets, and Lydia's inquisitive mind sought to uncover them.

Lydia groaned softly and took a drink of her wine.

"Oh really? We'll see about that mister."

A playful smirk crept over her pale features. It had been a long while since she'd had someone of any intelligence to talk to.

@anastasiamitchell.bsky.social

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📲 hey 👋

Lydia smirked and accepted the glass of wine gratefully.
It was much needed after the busyness of unpacking.
She did let her gaze travel over Ty slowly.
She could appreciate his looks but she was more interested in his mind.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't eaten out anywhere else in the city yet."

📲 I could describe some but it loses something in being relayed over a text message.

📲 Perhaps we could meet in person?

Lydia wasn't often impressed but Ty had succeeded in that regard.
She looked around appreciatively at the loft and then Ty as he made his appearance.

"Hello. So this is the best restaurant in New York City?"

Skeptical eyebrow raise at Ty.

Lydia arrived not long after Ty had.
She could never dress in anything less than her best whenever she went out in public. She'd decided to wear all white for this date.

Clark was one Lydia would be keeping both of her eyes on.
He was a walking fashion disaster and a challenge Lydia wanted to conquer.
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"If you come across anything paranormal or supernatural that is of interest to me too."

She needed more info to flesh out her digital bestiary.
It was a hobby she did in her spare time.
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She could do whatever she wanted.
Her job at the Daily Planet was just so she could afford rent amongst other things.

"The jury is still out on whether I like you yet Mr. Kent."
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