Cordelia really wanted another apple and the guy before her seemed to be okay. Okay enough to offer her another one. She couldn't tell if he was flirting or just being a good person. The angel was still trying to get over how attractive he was. Adjusting her outfit and feeling a buzz in her back pocket she snapped out of it and actually heard him speak to her. His voice was just as attractive as he was. "Oh I'm fine. Just hungry." she said referring to the demolished apple. After a moment of silence and smiling between the two she rocked on her heels. "Well if your offer to pay me back is on the table. I was on my way to the cafe. You can by me a danish. And for the interest I need coffee." she said. He didn't have to pay her back, but it was an attempt to start up some kind of conversation. And she wasn't going to eat alone if she didn't have too. The guy was offering. Her phone buzzed again. Second in command was really trying to get in contact with her, but there was an attractive guy taking her attention. "No no. Take your time and think about it. I need to check my phone." she said pulling out her phone. Reading both messages she was trying to figure out if this was good or bad news. The God was on the mainland, but it didn't mean that he was after her. It could have just been coincidence. Finally she put her phone away and looked at the guy. Guy? Oh she didn't know his name. She would ask once he bought her coffee.
The aching was slowly disappearing as she continued to roll her ankle. If she twisted her ankle she doesn't know what she would do. Dancing was her life. She would have died on the spot if she hurt it. Just then she heard a deep voice in front of her and she looked up. The first thing she noticed was his piercing blue eyes. They were enchanting. Then it was his smile. The man was extremely attractive and he had to have known that. Abby was drinking in his features not realizing how weird she was being. She had yet to answer the man's question. But for a moment she forgot what he has asked her. It had to do with her ankle, that she knew. "I-I-I..." Red immediately colored her cheeks and she looked down. Way to stutter Abby.. she scolded to herself. Now the cute guy would think she was awkward and leaved her alone forever. But she didn't want to him to leave her forever. Start speaking some English she reprimanded.
Looking back up at him it took everything she had not to start staring at him like some kind of precious jewel. "Y-yes. I-I can walk." To prove her point, the brunette stood up and rested some weight on her ankle. No pain. She was alright. That was more reassurance for Abigail than it was for the man who seemed to care about her well being. Nothing was broken. Fractured. Sprained. She was good to dance. There was some silence between them and she rocked on her heels waiting for him to nod and walk away. Since the only reason he came over to her was because she fell.