Ask her to go swimming with you

“Well, how about you pick it up after work and we can go swimming?” you suggest.

Carly smiles and glances over to Lynn who is still enjoying her ice cream, “You aren’t with her?”

“She’s my ride,” you explain.

The ice cream girl leans on the counter and asks, “Does that mean she’s coming with?”

“Does that mean you’re considering it?”

Carly grins.

“What time do you get off?” you ask, suddenly feeling how cliche that line just was and cringe.

Carly chuckles and takes a cone, then fills it with a scoop of spiced chocolate and a scoop of irish creme. She hands the cone over to you and says, “Come by after 8. I’m Carly by the way...”

“Thanks!” you reply, taking the offered treat. “I saw it on your name tag… oh! I’m Riley!”

“Nice to meet you, Riley!” Carly replies with a smile.

You smile back and hoist the cone like a torch as you turn to Lynn. She gives you an unimpressed smirk and slow claps. “Congrats, you got a free ice cream!”

The ice cream tastes of victory and you savor it as you sit next to the high school cheerleader.

“I happen to notice Ice Cream Girl is still fully clothed....” Lynn states as you enjoy your dessert.

“I am working on it,” you say, not taking your attention off the chocolate.

“How long is this going to take you?”

“We’re going swimming after work!”

“Oh great, playing the long game. I could have had her out of her top in five minutes!” Lynn boasts to herself.

“Well, excuse me for not being an expert stripper… of others...” you retort.

Lynn sighs, “I suppose I have to give you credit for even getting a date, considering your… rudimentary skillset…” She leans in with interest, “So, where will we swim?”

“Huh? I don’t know, the beach?”

“You said after work… the beaches will be closed by then!” Lynn points out.

You smack your head at that oversight. You try to think of any friends that might have a pool you could use. Unfortunately, none come to mind. “What about the school?” you wonder out loud.

“There’s ways of sneaking in…” Lynn nods. “But, you think your friend will be interested in stripping for a high schooler?”

You rub your chin, not sure if you want to drive her off like that.

“We could sneak into someone’s pool…” you suggest.

“Mmm… bold,” Lynn nods appreciatively. “You’d have to convince her to trespass though…”

You nod. Carly might not go for breaking the law.

“Why not make a swimming spot?” Lynn offers. You look at her, questioningly. She smiles and elaborates. “I can wish you up a swimming hole, tailor made to suit your needs!”

“Doesn’t that break the ‘no magic’ rule?” you ask.

“I didn’t say no magic was allowed. If you want to use it, you can just ask…”

With unknown consequences, of course. You get the feeling that Lynn would pull something on you if you take her up on her offer. Still, it may be better than the alternatives.