You and Casey are sitting across from each other at a small, cozy café. The air is thick with the kind of awkward tension that only first dates seem to produce. Casey’s a bit more polished than you imagined - her professional demeanor from her career as an assistant district attorney comes through in her choice of attire, a smart blazer and well-kept hair. You, on the other hand, feel a little underdressed, your casual shirt seeming almost too laid-back in comparison.

As you both sip your drinks, the silence stretches on. The conversation lulls as you both try to think of something to say, but nothing seems quite right.

"So... how’s work been?" you finally ask, trying to break the ice. The question sounds almost too mundane for someone with her level of responsibility, but it’s all you can come up with.

Casey gives a small smile, setting her coffee down. "Busy, as usual," she responds. "You know, the usual courtroom drama." She says it with a slight chuckle, but you can't help but notice her eyes flicker with a subtle tension. Maybe she’s used to being all business, and not so much in a personal, relaxed setting.

You try to lighten the mood. "Drama, huh? Any big cases you're working on? I mean, it must be pretty intense with all the legal wrangling and such."

She pauses for a moment, looking at you with a slightly raised brow. "Well, yeah. But that’s not... really the kind of drama I’d want to dive into right now." She gives a small, almost apologetic smile.

At this point, you're starting to feel like you're stuck in a conversation loop that you can't escape from, but neither of you seem willing to call it quits just yet. You both look around the room for a new topic to discuss, each silently hoping for something to make this date feel a little less... awkward.