As they placed their orders, a comfortable silence descended, punctuated only by the clinking of ice and the murmur of conversation around them. Rosy stole a glance at Adonis, his profile illuminated by the soft blue glow emanating from the bar. The memory of their passionate kiss under the stars still lingered, a warm current thrumming beneath the surface.
"That was..." Rosy began, searching for the right words. "The best first date I've ever had, hands down."
Adonis's lips curved into a slow smile. "Mine too," he admitted, his voice a husky murmur.
"From the shooting gallery to the observatory, and now here...it's been an extraordinary adventure, Rosy."
The bartender arrived, setting their drinks down with a flourish. Rosy took a tentative sip of her "Nebula Fizz," the sweet and tangy flavors exploding on her tongue. Adonis, after a cautious first taste, grinned at the fiery kick of his "Volcano Margarita."
