The compliments seemed to work fair well. She tried to pull out her hand, but he didn't let her. Ikari had to restrain himself to not laugh his ass off right there and then. Her face was super red, and her hand was hot. [color=blue]'You're not so strong now, eh?'[/color] This was actually working! But now, it was time for the finishing touch. He hoped she didn't hit him.

The blond used his thumb to draw circles in the girl's palm, trying to embarass her even more. He was sure that a lot of people in the cafe were giving them "the look". Ikari was getting nervous on his own right, but he tried to maintain the composture. With his other hand, he grabbed a piece of the girl's air, running some fingers on it. It was surprisingly smooth. [color=blue]"You know, I'm actually a sweet addict. But what I'm seeing right now is driving me into obsession"[/color] The blond complimented her again while pulling off another warm smile. If he was honest, his face was really hurting right now. Ikari was accustomed to scowls, not smiles!

[color=blue]'Time to wrap this up...'[/color] When he finally thought that the poor girl had enough torture, Ikari simply pulled away from her, looking at her with a calm face. [color=blue]"Nah, it's a joke. I just want the cake and the waffles you offered."[/color] He simply said while looking at his nails, acting like he didn't said all of those things. The blond was cackling madly in his mind, but if he acted calm, maybe a punch wouldn't be an outcome...?