As Marilena's phone buzzes, she glances at the screen to see Christian's name flashing. With a small smile, she answers the call.
"Hey, Christian," she greets him warmly.
"Hey, Marilena," his voice comes through the phone, sounding cheerful. "I was wondering if you'd like to join me for dinner tonight? I found this new Italian place downtown, and I thought it would be fun to check it out together."
Marilena considers for a moment, her mind already picturing the cozy ambiance of the restaurant and the delicious aroma of freshly baked pizza. "Sure, that sounds great! I don't have any plans tonight anyway," she replies, feeling a sense of anticipation building within her.
"Awesome! I'll make a reservation for us then," Christian says enthusiastically. "See you in an hour?"
"Sounds perfect," Marilena agrees, already mentally planning her route home to get ready for their dinner date.
