I won't judge you. Truthfully, it's a relief you do not harbor high expectations.

[ Mona is not exactly the most flirtatious person. She really does present in a formal manner, purposefully putting on airs to mask her own vulnerabilities. In contrast, Kaveh is a bit more forward with his insecurities, though maybe not purposefully. He's outwardly softer than her, which... she appreciates, admittedly. It's easier to lower her defenses when the person she is speaking to is kind.

With the sensation of warmth spreading inside her, Mona expels a breath and nods once. Liquid courage, as they say. She can speak her mind; she's done it plenty of times before. ]

I had a thought, [ she begins, peering at him from over her glass. ] You are a very beautiful man, Kaveh, and I... believe you would look quite lovely in a particular fashion.

[ Oh, she can't keep the demure lilt out of her voice. ]

Have you—ah, considered wearing women's clothes before?

[ It wasn't until very, very recently that Mona realized she enjoyed such a thing. ]