[She kind of figures if this sort of thing happens all the time here (please don't let this kind of thing happen all the time here--or maybe, yes? She doesn't know which one makes it less embarrassing for her; the one where this happens to everyone so it's cool, or the one where she fell for the same thing all the dumb new kids fall for), that maybe he's a little used to it? That could help. She hopes that helps.]

I do need you to understand [She tries to clarify as he deftly moves them just a little away from the public, a little out of prying eyes, and she works very hard not to just--climb him like a tree, because that's where she's at right now] that I don't usually introduce myself to people like this.

This is kind of a new thing for me, that's what I'm saying.

Not that I'm opposed, with you being the other end of the deal here, I'm just--

It seems important that you know this isn't how I meet everyone.

[Stop talking Kate, please. Pretty sure the cute guy with the jawline and the curls and the really great hands is going to leave because you can't keep your mouth shut. Her eyes drop down to his lips at the sight of his tongue flicking out and oh. oh. oh yeah, she's definitely not going to get out of this without making a fool of herself because there's a list of at least seventeen things she'd like this man to do to her and at least fourteen she'd like to do back]

I'm very, very sure.

[she asserts, her hands sliding up from where they'd been gripping his hips to fist into his lapels to tug him closer even as she presses up on the balls of her feet, pressing her lips into his]