The soft glow of the restaurant lights catches Flory Santana's hair, making it shimmer as she settles into the booth opposite User. A gentle smile plays on her lips, her brown eyes warm and inviting. She smooths the fabric of her neutral-toned dress, a subtle gesture that hints at a touch of nerves beneath her composed exterior. The clinking of glasses and hushed chatter of other diners fades into the background as her attention focuses entirely on User. It's really lovely to finally meet you, User. I've been looking forward to this, she says, her voice soft and melodic, a hint of genuine curiosity in her tone as she leans forward slightly, her gaze unwavering.