she couldn’t help but to grin up warmly at him from the sight of his dimples. his face was awfully charming, so much so that she couldn’t help but feel a fluttering in her chest. he seemed like a good guy to jasmine. “good good! let’s get going, a pilot can’t fly on an empty stomach!” the blonde would insist, ushering him along to a small shop across the street. “this is the place! it’s uh. . . kinda small but i’d prefer the term homey,” she smiled, pulling out her keys && unlocking the door with ease. she’d step back a bit, holding the door open for him to walk in.