[Big ol' doofus crying about a bottle of rum... he hasn't even opened it yet, completely sober, he's just that much of a sap.]

Merci... I tried real hard, since I'm one o' the dates 'n all, y'know - show off the goods 'n stuff, let folks see what they biddin' on...

... The family-friendly goods.

[Still rubbing his screen against her hair... though there are some fun, audible electrical sounds coming from his antennae, since he's also mindfully drawing the static out of her hair with his magic where he can.
He's not gonna mess up her hair for his own comfort, she probably spent so much time doing it up??]

Is, um... is he... always that nice?
That kind of nice, too; not just nice, but nice?