Yes!

She smiles at you, so beautiful it hurts. Even her voice is beautiful with it’s strange accent, so beautiful that it takes a moment before her actual words register.

“All right. I suppose that is the least I can do for a brave warrior who has done me a service.”

Wait…did she actually just say yes?

“I have to go now. How does this Friday sound?” You nod silently, your mouth unable to form words. “Meet you here at say 6:00?”

“It’s…I…yes. Good is six.” You hear the words coming from somewhere but it doesn’t seem like your voice.

“I will see you then.” She nods formally, gives you that wonderful smile one more time, then turns and flies out of the hole in the wall, leaving you gaping after her like an idiot.

...

So that just happened!