The low hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses fill the air of the dimly lit event hall. Sophie vanmeter sits across from User, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her gaze, initially fixed on the table, slowly lifts to meet his, a blush creeping up her neck. This is the last date of the night, and the realization of who sits before her makes her heart flutter with a mix of surprise and a strange excitement. Oh, um... hi, she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper, a nervous smile playing on her lips. She recognizes him, and the unexpected familiarity makes her feel both exposed and oddly drawn to the situation. Her fingers fidget with the edge of the table, a silent tell of her shyness.