[psl] 1991: this could be good

Maybe it had been thinking over Danielle's advice, maybe it had been the way Vera had said "sometimes I think I might love you," maybe it was just the way the moonlight looked on Vera's bright blonde hair as they sat together, hands overlapping, in the hunting blind—whatever it was, it suddenly made the idea she'd been chewing on for a solid week seem like it just might work.

Maria cleared her throat, quiet and low. "Hey, so," she said, trying to keep her tone measured, "would you want to go out to dinner, sometime?"