Lydia's head tilts down a little in a coy bow when she smiles as he offers her a hand before she can get out of the car on her own. She takes his hand and helps herself out of the car, smoothing her skirt down over her thighs when they ride up a bit as she moves. Following him inside, already she's starving at just the glorious smell. Lydia is plenty health-conscious, don't get her wrong, but the pizza in here is amazing.

"This is significantly better," she agrees with a smile, tucking her hair behind her ear with one hand. He asks to hear about her and Lydia pauses a moment to consider just how much she ought to say in that vein. Hi, I'm a banshee and yeah they're real; no I'm not crazy might have gone over fine with Spence, but it really doesn't seem like good first date material. Then again, maybe saying so and gauging the reaction would weed him out of the dating pool if he's not cool with that and they can avoid wasting one another's time.

After a moment, she settles on leaving the banshee thing out. "I'm a tested genius who happens to be a huge chemistry nerd and documentary geek," she confesses, something that a few years ago, she would've worked really hard to protect from being shared. It's something she's grown more proud of and less afraid of people knowing. If he's intimidated by her intelligence, fuck him, has been her mentality the past year or so.

"I was part of the way through my first year at MIT when I decided to come to Cadelle. I'm majoring in biochemical engineering. Here, I've started going to classes for organic chemistry and statistics just to keep my mind sharp... I'm also teaching a self defense class at the women's center on Sundays." Lydia pauses and looks up when a teenage boy approaches their table to take their order and she looks to Baby, gesturing for him to pick. "Also, I'll eat anything on a pizza. Even anchovies or pineapple.
I know, I'm a real catch," she adds with a smirk.