Jelly smiles charmingly standing up and taking one of her paws in his and kissing it, dramatically gentlemanly, "I would be delighted, there's a restaurant downtown with a souflé to die for. Shall I meet you there at, oh... say, 7:00?" he felt drawn to the cute embarrassment, a natural protective urge... possibly to do with his experiences as Sasha. He had tried that particular restaurant not too long ago, the food was, as he had described, fantastic. He gave her the directions and kissed her paw one last time before exiting the cafe, having finished his coffee.