A feeling that would only grow stronger through the afternoon. Alix was right: This was a fine day for a date! Good weather, good food, lovely company...
At the end of their lunch, she requested some space from the LAW crew so she could give Ima her number, tell her the place, and arrange a time, the latter two of which she would inform them afterwards. And then, it was time to go get ready.
A Few Hours Later...
Wrestling Outfit
Imagine the color scheme on the gloves here...

...On these gloves.

She absolutely loved the suit she had on, from the very first time she wore it. A fabulous design that garnered nary a negative reaction. During the wait, she had provided the crew with some material to put up on the site: Posed for some pictures, and agreed to a brief interview.
"Now Alix, you've mentioned before that you were married until shortly before you signed a contract with LAW. How does it feel to be back in the dating world?"
"I'm having a good time so far! I mean, I'm not glad to be divorced, but...You get what I mean, right? It happened, but things are going well right now."
"I take it that means you're happy with your date today? What are your thoughts about Ima?"
"Oh, Ima is lovely! She wasn't quite what I was expecting, but it was a wonderful surprise."
"What were you expecting, exactly?"
"I thought she was going to be a shy type. It was the way she came in, you know? Getting all red in the face when she saw you guys there. Not that I would've minded that, of course."
"Is she what you were hoping for? On that note, what were you hoping to get out of Grappl?"
"I'm not really looking for anything in particular. I got the e-mail letting us know that LAW was offering a dating service to its wrestlers -- which is actually pretty neat -- so I thought I'd give it a shot. See what's out there, you know? And as long as my date's nice, I don't really mind what I end up with. My next match, a friend, hook-up, or maybe even something more...I just wanted to put myself out there and meet people, and whatever happens happens. I'm open for anything."
"An open mind is certainly a good thing to have! And speaking of hopes and expectations, do you have any you'd like to share about your impending bout? Any predictions?"
"Predictions?" There was a sudden change in the goth, who slid forth from the apron and onto her feet. There was an edge to her voice. A hard, stony look that had the camera man/interview taken aback.
"Y-yes. Predictions."
"Pain."
She let that one hang for a few seconds before resuming her usual chirpy demeanor, bringing the easygoing air back with a laugh. "I'm sorry!" She reached out and laid a hand on his shoulder; an effort to soothe. "You set that up so perfectly, I just couldn't resist making a reference. You've seen the Rocky movies, right?"
"Yeah, yeah." The camera man said, chuckling with relief. "Well, most of them. I missed the fifth one."
"That's fine. That one's been declared non-canon. Did you have any more questions?"
"Nah, that's it for now."
"Okay. To answer your last one for real, though, I'm predicting some hot and steamy action that all of you will hopefully enjoy! I'm not back in the same form I was before I retired just yet, but I'm gonna do my best!"
"We're all looking forward to seeing it! Good luck!"
"Thank you!"
