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Icy sighed as she herself reluctantly stepped away from the colt she had fallen heads over heels in love with. "Yes... time seems to fly." She glanced at the clock again. "I don't suppose you want to have an early dinner?"

"Mmm, Miss Icy....for you I'll suppose I shall want to," He said in his hammy gentlecolt manner. Hm, amusingly, Fox seemed to alternate between adorkable blushing and the charming gentlecolt, a lot. ...And between dishing out the compliments/touches and not being able to handle them when directed at him without his cheeks turning red. Heh.

"Did you have a place in mind?"