When we met we would talk about her life - her upbringing in Cyprus, her education - that she went to an international school etc - about homeless people, animals etc - just general stuff. I showed her a story I had written (our common interest) and she loved it and then leaned into my personal space to show me her story online on her phone. When I leaned back into hers, she didn't pull back. She was sitting adjacent to me (my right) and would swing her body round to face me with her legs up. Eventually we would be talking about something and she would randomly say "I am thir... did I tell you how old I am? I am 37."
When we met up again, I used the words "dying" and "dead" in one of my ghost stories I have written. She then fell into her chair, hysterically laughing and said "you are funny." Correct me if I am wrong, but I didn't say or do anything funny. She then looked inquisitively back at me like she wanted me to reciprocate the banter. When I didn't she responded "ignore me, I am just tired" but was still smiling.
Then I mistakenly thought a hunting thong was a thong thong she said “you’re funny, sometimes.” We then spoke about her modelling, acting, music etc. When she was reading my story, she would then flip her hair from one side of her face over the top and down to the other side, so her face nearest me was exposed. During our chats, she was maintaining eye contact, for the most part - In fact, almost always - and in which she didn't look around the room at something else, and all the time she had a smiling face and seemed to always want to joke and laugh and get me to join in. We then got onto movies and she said I should go see Disaster Artist because I would enjoy it.