Summary: Lucas had once said he often had women attempt to hit on him but instantly get turned off by his glasses or something. So what happens if Paige tapped his shoulder to hit on the hot motorcyclist? ALL HUMAN!

Pairings: Paige/Lucas

I felt a tap on my shoulder and inwardly groaned to myself. Oh god not again. Another woman expecting a handsome, dangerous, bad guy to whisk her away in a swirl of danger and excitement. I took my helmet off and turned round to face the hard cold reality that was awaiting us both.

Instead I turned to face a cheerful beautiful brunette that didn't falter at the sight of me. This was a refreshing change. Usually my glasses and obvious 'nerdness' as one girl had put it would discourage women from me. This woman, however, kept smiling at me with a slight nervousness. She had beautiful green eyes.

"Hey," she said as cheerful as her smile, "would you like to join me for dinner?"

I felt taken back. Usually there was some sort of introduction followed with a fringe of conversation before one asks another out for dinner. Instead she just jumped right in. I cannot help but wonder if we've met before but surely I would have remembered someone has pretty as her? Maybe it's just how she deals with nerves; instead of being shy she's more forceful.

"Sure," I managed to say.

"Would Saturday at seven o'clock be all right?" she asked, I nodded my reply, and she grinned even more. "Great! Meet me at the Bistro?" I gave another nod, I was really too stunned to do anything else. "Great! It's at-"

"I know where the Bistro is," I said, glad I finally managed to speak, "I look forward to seeing you there."

"So am I!" she exclaimed. "I'm mean seeing you, not me, I wouldn't really want to see me, I-"

A little malicious part of me could not help but feel vindictive pleasure knowing I made this woman nervous. I never make women nervous, it was usually the other way round, and so this was a refreshing change in the situation. Before I could reassure her that I understood her the first time a shout interrupted us.

"HEY PAIGE!" I turned to see a young girl with long black hair stick her head out of the car window. She looked like she would be a real beauty when she's older. "JUST ASK THE GUY OUT ALREADY! I'M HUNGRY AND BORED!"

"Savannah," Paige murmured to me, she looked a little embarrassed as her cheeks suddenly turned a faint pink, "she's my ward."

"She sounds like a handful," I joked.

"Trust me; you have no idea, so...Saturday?"

"Saturday," I confirmed. As she began to walk away I grabbed hold of her wrist gently. "I'm Lucas Cortez by the way."

"I know," Paige grinned at me. "I've seen you in the library and you're dealing with my friend's case. I liked the look of you and you came highly recommended as a decent guy, so my ward pushed me into asking you out."

"Then I shall have to thank your ward," I said.

"Not until after the first date, you barely know me, after all I might put you off," Paige said half teasingly and half seriously.

"I doubt that."

"PAIGE!" Savannah the ward yelled.

"Well I best get back to her before she starves of hunger and boredom," Paige said giving me one last grin before rushing back to her ward's side who was complaining loudly. I grinned back at her and couldn't help but watch her get into her car.

Suddenly the day just seemed brighter.