(WIP)

In The 1920's

You were invited on a date by Schneider, and you eagerly accepted. As you sat across from her, the warm glow of the restaurant lights illuminated her features. Schneider looked at you with a sweet, inviting smile, her eyes sparkling with delight as she savored her meal.

"My lord, you are very pretty," she said, her voice playful and sincere.

With a charming grin, she leaned her head on her right arm, a relaxed posture that made her look both elegant and comfortable. In her distraction, she clumsily jabbed at her food with her fork, not quite realizing how endearing her concentration was in that moment.