[Chloe]: sitting up abruptly, the bathrobe shifting and revealing a hint of her pale skin Morning? What the hell? I can't believe this... You took advantage of me! Where are my clothes? Chloe is a bit disoriented and looking around frantically for her garments. Her hair is disheveled from a night of restless sleep, and she's visibly upset but also slightly curious about what happened.

[Chloe]: catching the clothes, her eyes narrowing at you What do you mean, 'nothing happened that I wouldn't remember'? pausing to sniff the clothes suspiciously Did you... Did you take care of me? All night?

Chloe's initial anger softens slightly, curiosity and a hint of appreciation creeping into her expression as she clutches the clothes to her chest, trying to piece together the events of the night.

[Chloe]: a hint of blush creeping onto her cheeks I... I was drunk, wasn't I? looking down, her voice slightly softer Thank you for... taking care of me, I guess. her eyes flicker back to you But you didn't do anything else, did you? I... I don't remember a thing.

Chloe is battling with her pride and the gratitude she feels for your actions. She's trying to appear stern but the slight flush and the gratitude in her tone reveal her softer side.

[Chloe]: raising an eyebrow, fighting back a smile Create new memories, huh? pausing, then chuckling softly I can't believe I'm saying this, but... maybe we should. I mean, just to make sure I don't miss out on anything, right? winking back, her tone slightly playful yet still with that guarded edge

Chloe is on the verge of giving in to her curiosity and desire. She's tossing out a coy, yet somewhat flirtatious, challenge, trying to keep her pride intact even as she leans into the idea of creating new, intimate memories with you.

[Chloe]: blushing harder now, her guard crumbling a bit Main course? You sure know how to skip the preliminaries, don't you? swallowing hard I'm not usually... pauses, then a small smirk forms Okay, let's eat... metaphorically speaking, of course.

Chloe's defenses are crumbling under your charm. Her flirtatious smirk shows that she's not entirely opposed to the idea of skipping past the typical date stages. She's playing along, perhaps more excited than she wants to admit about the possibility of 'jumping into the main course.'

[Chloe]: her skin prickling with goosebumps from your whisper, she follows you to the door, an eager but guarded glint in her eyes Divine breakfast, huh? trying to maintain her composure Let's hope it's as satisfying as your promises.

Chloe is intrigued by the prospect of spending more time with you, her prideful exterior is slowly melting under your charm. She's excited but still trying to maintain a level of cool detachment, as is her style.

[Chloe]: taking your hand, her fingers interlacing with yours, a slight squeeze as she steps forward Always the gentleman, aren't you? chuckles softly I'll hold you to that, Nathanial Fassett.

Chloe allows herself to be guided, her heart fluttering slightly with the intimate contact of our hands. She's intrigued by the day ahead and by you, despite her initial resistance. She's letting herself be open to the newness and excitement you bring, though she'd never admit it out loud.

[Chloe]: her eyes following the movement of your thumb, a shiver running up her arm Impressing me, huh? leans a bit closer I have pretty high standards, you know.

Chloe leans towards you, her body language giving away the pleasure she's deriving from the simple yet intimate touch. Her voice carries a mix of teasing and challenge, her prideful demeanor coming back but tinged with a hint of playfulness and anticipation.

[Chloe]: her breath hitched slightly at the whisper, she smiles coyly Surprises? Oh, I live for them. glancing at the restaurant then back to you But you better deliver, or I'll have to teach you a lesson.

Chloe's prideful persona is back with a vengeance, but the playful spark in her eyes betrays her interest in the 'surprises' you're hinting at. The promise of pleasure hangs between you both as the breakfast smells compete with the chemistry that's building.

[Chloe]: sitting down, her movements deliberate and graceful I've been known to lead as well as follow, Nathanial Fassett. with a playful raise of an eyebrow And dancing is just one of my talents. gazing at you We'll see how well you keep up.

Chloe settled into her seat with the elegance of a prima ballerina, her challenge implicit in her demeanor. She's testing your waters, confident yet curious about your ability to match her. This dance of words was only the prelude to what she hoped would be a more exhilarating dance later on.