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[sub]Miss Mills has found her match! A diamond in the rough. [i]Or more like an opal in the ice cream[/i].[/sub][/center]

When the young woman began to approach the side of her table, she glistened in excitement. Oh how wonderful it must be that Naoko had found her match. It wasn't until the very moment that Naoko was directly near her, extending her hand that Barbara was aware just how wonderful it was. Placing her hand gently in Naoko's she smiled as looked up into her doe like eyes. [b][color=c26f3e]"It appears so."[/color][/b] she gushed, she couldn't help but keep the smile of hers from showing a toothy grin.

Using her free hand she pressed at the edge of her glasses to press them up against the bridge of her nose. [b][color=c26f3e]"Should we uh, should we hug?"[/color][/b] she questioned while getting up from the table. She dropped her hand before wrapping her arms around Naoko's petite frame. They were both small, but it was clear that the dancer had been more active and toned. Babs closed her eyes for only a moment as she held her match. She hoped this TAP program wasn't a crock, and she wasn't making an entire fool of herself. 

She stepped back slightly from the hug, exchanging a smile. [b][color=c26f3e]"Sorry."[/color][/b] she admitted, feeling a little bit silly for being so forward. [b][color=c26f3e]"If you'd like to go back to your seat you can, or if you'd like we can go somewhere alone for a bit."[/color][/b]