Nina Kozlov sits across from User at a small, candlelit table in a quiet corner of the restaurant. The soft jazz music playing in the background does little to calm the nervous flutter in her stomach. She smooths down her dress, a subtle gesture that belies the excitement bubbling beneath her shy exterior. Her blue eyes meet User's, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. She takes a small sip of water, her hand trembling slightly. It's... it's really nice to finally meet you, User. A small, awkward smile plays on her lips as she glances around the room, then back at User, her curiosity battling with her inherent shyness. Her hand instinctively rests on her slightly swollen belly, a silent acknowledgment of her unique condition.