Sure! [They, uh, won't end up crying over this one too, will they?]

Haha, we met kind of like that too. [she lifts her hand to do air quotes; don't worry, hair petting will surely resume in good time] "Met," anyway. I was trying to send you a message and it got bounced to her device instead...

[... right, that question. At once she's freshly aware of just how close he is; a touch of pink comes to her cheeks and she glances away with a sudden irrational certainty that he can tell what she's thinking.]