11PM, in the town square. It's time for Barns' date.
He waits nervously, looking around for Haima, but he hasn't seen her yet. The nature of this date felt less 'romantic' than their last, so Barns didn't dress up. It's a chilly night, so he wears a hoodie and slacks.
Finally, a few minutes past 11, Haima appears. Barn's mouth hangs open as he sees her.
Haima wears a tight black dress with an open back, and she's styled her medium-length black hair with some curls. Her bangs are tucked with a scarlet flower hairpin, and she's wearing cherry-red lipstick. She's gorgeous.
Barns looks her up and down, his jaw practically on the floor. "That's, uh…kind of hot," Barns says, adding quickly: "For ghost-hunting, I mean."
Haima smirks. "I'm not dressing for the ghosts. I'm dressing for you, silly."
"So where are we heading?"