As Marian waited she checked her hair, straight as an arrow even with the Yankees baseball cap on her head and her makeup, simple but sparkly. Why was she taking so much time to take care of herself when she wasn't even sure what this was; well it was a "not date" right? Which is just two people who are learning to tolerate each other are going out on some form of event. In this case it was a Yankee's game. 


Her phone echoed in her house and she dashed to it, pulling it up from the table with anticipation that Robert might be canceling on her. Her heart was still due to the thought of him canceling on her... Was that... That a bad thing? The text was from Guy Gibson asking what she was doing in the evening. She responded with she had plans and left it at that as she shoved her phone into the pocket of her jean short shorts. Now he was suddenly giving her attention. She mentally rolled her eyes at the though. He was a nice guy; cuter and older than her and charming and handsome, and intelligent but... Well, Robert...


Her mind was cut off in thought as the knock came on the door. She went to the door but stood at it, staring at the oak for a moment as if contemplating whether she was going to open the door or not. Her hand reached out before she jerked it back; was this a good idea... Of course it was! And as much as she didn't want to admit it, it was good for more than just the reason of figuring out what's he knows about Robin Hood; but she'd have to be stealthy, Locksley was smart.

There was an extensive moment of silence between the two, simply because she didn’t expect him to look as good as he did outside of a suit. She swallowed slightly and felt her face turn red at his comment about how she looked and she broke her gaze from him. Staring at the floor she waited for him to say something else and when he did she looked back up at him with her intense blue eyes. Her lips curled into a smile before he looked towards his ride then to him. “Shame.” She said playfully at him, “I was expecting the heel-toe express or a tandem bike and here you come in a car, a BMW no less. Tisk-tisk.” She shook her head at him before giving him a cheeky grin. 

She followed him to the car after locking her door  and was surprised to see him holding her door open for her. “Oh well, thank you.” She said in a sincere tone before climbing into the car and settling into the seat buckling herself up. When he got in she turned her attention to him with a grin, “Did you just happen to get lucky or did you know I was a fan of the Yankees?  On a ‘not date’ knowing I’m a fan would say you did your research and actually paid attention, which would be weird you know…” She said playfully as she propped her elbow up on the window, small talk never hurt right?