"This is me on a date," she's trying to not flush, more from the fact that he's looking at her than because of the place they've chosen. Tosh looks for something to say, something that won't sound awkward and embarrassing. "This is us on a date. Suppose it had to happen eventually, just took us being stuck in a strange city."

She fails.

"I ah- How are you settling in?" Reaching for conversation Tosh settles on the mundane. It seems safer.