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JHamm: @eizagonzalez those trophies are nice but Im the real winner tonight.

JHamm: @eizagonzalez you looked amazing.

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[text]: It would be a honor, bonita. 

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Jon: When Eiza agreed, Jon nodded to the waiter to bring the best bottle of wine that he had. "You look beautiful, by the way. I'm sure I've already mentioned that, but I feel it needs to be repeated," he said, taking the napkin off the table and placing it on his lap before looking at the menu in front of him. "Please order anything you'd like," he commented, looking up at Eiza and flashing a charming smile and then looking back down at his menu. "Did you hear about Ansel getting nominated for a Golden Globe?" he asked her.

Jon: It seemed like Jon and Eiza had been playing this game for awhile. Ever since the Baby Driver set. It was a flirty energy. A kismet chemistry. Both of them knew the games that they were playing, taking steps around each other like a giant game of chess. Neither of them seemed to want to take that final check mate move first. He had told her that he was going to pick her up at eight and Jon was at her doorstep at 8:05 with a single red rose. He had planned to take her to a new rooftop restaurant in the city, which is where they were now. The tables looked out over the city of Los Angeles and the man looked at the menu in front of him. "Should we order a bottle of wine for the table?" he asked, looking up at the beautiful woman in front of him.