One of the young servers brought over Net's drink. "Thank you." She took a small sip, her gaze focused on her companion. A recruiter? That sounded interesting. He didn't look much like he was in a position to recruit anyone right now, but she supposed that if he was under cover, he wouldn't want to look that way. She swished her drink through her mouth, testing to see if they'd added enough caramel for her. This time, they seemed to have done a good job. She always asked for two pumps, but sometimes she was pretty sure they only put in one. "I don't think I need a boyfriend," She admitted, laughing softly, "I just want to be treated like a princess."

That was what most girls wanted, right? To be treated like queens, and to be taken care of. She didn't think the request was unreasonable. Although, his counter was shocking. She'd just taken a sip of her drink when he suggested it. Coughing, she looked up at him, unable to believe what he'd said.

"Have...the car?" Clarinet's eyes went wide, shocked by his suggestion. Yes, she'd been given a car by her parents, but it wasn't normal to her to just be offered vehicles. Especially ones as nice as that. She'd been willing to agree to the party even without the offer. Was she even allowed to accept? She wasn't sure she could feel right agreeing to something like that. If she took his car, he wouldn't have one, and then he'd have to walk everywhere. She didn't want to think about having to walk all over the place. Shoes were so uncomfortable for walking.

She shuttered slightly at the thought of the blisters he'd get if he did that. They'd be terrible, she was sure of it. Although, she supposed that she could drive him places, if she had to. It would only be fair, after all. She mused silently over the options for a moment or two, letting him talk. Thankfully, his final question snapped her out of it.

Clarinet pulled a face. "ew, no." She replied as she shook her head. "I'd never go by Clare. It reminds me too much of the Breakfast Club, and while that was a good movie, she was kinda bitchy. I don't wanna be bitchy!" She smiled at the boy. "I go by Net, usually." She stood up, forgetting all about the fact she'd requested something to eat, as well. "Come on, I'd be happy to go to that party with you. I'm sure it's not a problem. Is it an office party? Like, a luncheon? My dad use to take me to his." Holding her drink, she cast a distracted wave at the girls behind the counter, then moved towards the door.

"As long as it's not some lame party. Like, I wanna be doing something fun. Not drug or alcohol fun, though! That's just bad, although, if your boss is there, I doubt you're doing anything." She chattered happily as she exited the little cafe. She took another sip of her beverage, then turned towards the right. "Are we going to play monopoly? I love monopoly! I always like the little dog piece. It's so cute! Cats are better than dogs, they're nice and quiet, but the little piece is still as adorable as can be." She giggled, moving down the sidewalk and digging out her keys. "You like monopoly too, don't you? You look like the kinda guy that would enjoy it."

Stopping at her car, Net glanced both ways down the street, then stepped out onto the road so she could unlock the car for him. "Anyway, you'll have to tell me where to go-" She stopped. "This isn't my car! Oh, shoot! I forgot!" She sighed and returned her keys to her purse. "I'm sorry. I walked today, I completely forgot. I always park here. Do you mind driving? My car's at home." She sipped her drink again, then smiled. "I'm glad they remembered all the caramel this time."