"Hey, it's either you or me. Even I know you'd be better about it." Still, if neither of them were that great at first impressions, that would certainly make this more interesting. If only they had someone a little less... intense... around to introduce them.

Then again, if it was going to be entirely up to them, then maybe they should just go for it.

South quickly finished off her drink (there wasn't much left, anyway), scooted toward the edge of the booth a bit. "Hey, you know what? Come on. Let's go try anyway."

Best case: they get blue alien ladies. Worst case: a fight starts. All told, Sough would be fine with either of these outcomes.