Worst came to worst, she'd say she was his niece or something and he took her out for dinner. Something like that.

"I'm good!" She said, looking up at him as she sat down in the chair, scooting forward. Before even reaching for the wine, she reaches for the box, and then turns to look up at him. You can't put something potentially shiny in front of her and tell her not to touch. That just wasn't fair at all.

"You shouldn't have," she did say, opening the box. She gasped, reaching a hand out to touch the necklace. "Oh- you really shouldn't have- I understand you had to leave, it's- wow. This is beautiful." No one had given her something so nice before. She blinked rapidly, the tip of her nose stinging.