You look away, blushing and scratching the back of your head. "You look," you stammer, looking for the right words.
Heather tilts her head to the side. "Yeah?"
Words spill out of you like mouth diarrhea. "You look like Galadriel's pet hamster!"
...
"I-I mean, you look absolutely beautiful!"
She laughs. Really? You call her a hamster, and she laughs? Nothing makes sense in this world anymore.
She moseys her way over to you, hands behind her back. "Ya know, you're such a dork."
You have no idea how to respond to that, so you just stare into her eyes, and her back at you. She looks like she wants you to do something. Yes, it's definitely your turn to make a move.
What'll it be, romance ninja?
>> Ask her out again?