He should give the girl a chance. Her father is, after all, the Olympian god of war.

"I'm glad. There was a time I would have pushed forward instead of backtracking," she smiled. "As for the places...well. You know. The expensive, trendy eateries where you pay a lot for tiny, extremely tasty portions that don't really fill you up? Those places," she nodded.

Roxie was also experienced enough with men not to get the wrong idea, but there was a small part of her that she was desperately pushing back that wanted to, well, hope.

For her part, Roxie ordered a sparkling water with a splash of lime juice and a few sprigs of mint.

"You," she said. "I'd like to get to know you before I scare you off and make you rethink your decision to be my housemate."