The first thing he noticed was the cleavage (again, he was a guy). She was showing a lot of it and she didn't normally. Then he noticed her legs. There were miles and miles of skin between the hem of her short, black dress and her feet. Finally his gaze slid up her body one more time to her eyes. The look on his face was definitely not horror, more like outright appreciation and lust.

"Uh...uhm...uh..." Finally he just held the flowers out. "We could skip coffee."

And see that was why he shouldn't talk.