“That sounds nice,” Kelly says, stretching out. “It’ll help us digest, at least. Oof. Hey, excuse me, could I get a box for this, and the check?”

“Wait,” you jump in, “you don’t have to pay!”

“Psh, it’s a first date, I’m happy to!” she replies. You smile softly. That’s sweet of her. Kelly really is cute. Like a sorority girl. Or like a golden retriever, maybe. She’s friendly, and sweet-smelling, and maybe not very thoughtful, but everyone is in a different place on their journey, and she’s relaxing to be around. 

The check comes, with a sealable Tupperware for Kelly’s remaining stew. She leaves cash for the bill, pours the stew into the container, tosses it in her purse, and stands up. 

“So, let’s go! Er, how does this work? Do you just walk, or should I carry you, or…”

“Well, if you just want to walk, I can actually keep up with you,” you say. No sense wasting an opportunity to get Saturday’s cardio in. “But if you’d like to talk too, I’m definitely going to have to be near your face.”

Kelly ponders a moment, and then lights up. “Could you ride on my head? Like Ratatouille?”

Is she fucking kidding you - oh, wait, she totally is. Kelly is cracking up. “Hahaha, god, sorry, but you should have seen the look on your face. What about my dress pocket? Would that be okay?”

“Yeah, that sounds fine,” you say, taking a deep breath. 

She leans down and scoops you into her pocket. Oof, she could be gentler about it. You tumble into the decorative pocket, which seems to be… positioned right in front of her nipple? Well, it’s a nice, soft landing, and Kelly is very warm and melon-scented. You don’t have far to climb before you’re hanging securely off the pocket’s top hem. It’s a little tougher to stay still than you thought, since Kelly’s usual walk bounces her breasts around a lot, but you’re strong, and you manage. 

The park is just a block away, and you can feel yourself start to relax in the sun. The two of you arrive in a few minutes, and immediately, Kelly spots a family of rabbits in the grass. 

“Oh my god, Hailey, is that not the cutest thing you have ever seen?”

This could be your opportunity. “Yeah, they’re adorable! Just out, relaxing in the sun, gathering food, trying to live their lives like everyone else.”

“That’s so sweet,” Kelly says, already half-distracted, “hey, is that a cardinal? Look at him, he’s so colorful!” 

You press your lips together. “Cardinals are gorgeous birds! I always feel bad for the babies, though. Imagine having to eat worms. Like, that was just alive, and now you’re eating it.”

Kelly is quiet for a moment. She seems uncomfortable. You think she might be getting it. 

“So, uh,” Kelly starts awkwardly. “What do you like to do for fun?”

“Well, just because I teach yoga doesn’t mean it can’t be fun! I learn a lot of new poses from Youtube, and it’s always fun to make up new vegan smoothie recipes. The ones with kale as a base are mostly terrible, but I’ve gotten some good results out of spinach…”

You ramble on for a bit, but the meat thing is definitely still bothering you. You don’t know if you want to push it, though. Maybe you could talk about something nicer instead.