Jackson blushes.

"Aaaaaaawww!"

"What? What?"

"You're adorable," she giggles.

"What'd I do?"

"You look all crush-y and stuff."

"I like him."

"Yeah, I can see that, and it's cute!"

"He's just really nice."

"Mmhm. If it works out I'd like to meet him sometime."

"I guess. I dunno how I'd introduce you."

"D—" Nope. Not a double date. It would not work out, Isabella would definitely not like to go out with Jackson. "You could just say, hey, wanna meet a friend from school, or something."

"...and then just bring you around to his place or something?"

"Or something," she agrees. "Maybe not his place, but a park or something, I guess."

"Maybe. I dunno how that'd work but I can ask him I guess."

"Probably not right away, though. Go out on a few more dates, and such."

Nod. Nod nod.

"What's he do?"

"He's still in high school."

"Oh, he's about our age, then." Good, good sign. Probably.

"Yeah."

"Awesome. This will be good for you, I think."

Little smile.

Big smile!

And food.

Yup, food.