"Hey, Ashby, now my feelings are a little hurt. I mean, I can't deny it, there were moments when I know you wanted to take me and frankly, if things didn't turn out the way they did I might well have given in a couple of times, you were so wonderful and beautiful and just plain seductive." you pause.

"But...I'd love to come as your date, but for real, Ashby, and not dressed up as a piece of shit. You never know...there's no telling where your career will be in five years, but maybe we ought to give each other a....different sort of chance, you know? I did like you, but we were just big kids back then and I wasn't sure I wanted to get eaten and I'm not sure you knew what you really wanted either. But maybe that's it....maybe we both want something more than just flirting or, in your case, playing around with a guy for a night before eating him and moving on."

"what do you think?" you ask, looking into her eyes, surprised at your own boldness.