[Evangeline excuses herself from her table and goes to find him - thankfully, he is not a difficult man to spot. She's dressed for the occasion, of course.]
[IMMEDIATELY he's going in for a hug - even moving down so he can reach to loop his arms under hers and everything. Big, bubbly neon tears are already forming at the bottom of his screen, breaking away and floating off before they flicker and disappear... big ol' sap that he is.
And then, murmured from where he's buried his screen against her hair:]
[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?
[Well, of course; she's his beautiful girlfriend who spends so much time on her looks, the last thing he'd wanna do is mess that up any, even if she wouldn't care...!!]
... And when he offers ya stuff... you don't ever gotta question it? Like - if he gives ya stuff, you don't worry 'bout if he tryin' to trick you 'n take somethin' from ya?
Not ever. I've got a few gifts from him and haven't lost my soul yet. -I've met his daughter and she would absolutely kick his ass if he tried anything like that, if he didn't kick his own ass first.
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Yeah. He's nice.
I'm glad it went well. Do you want a hug?
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i do.
i'm out back.
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[Evangeline excuses herself from her table and goes to find him - thankfully, he is not a difficult man to spot. She's dressed for the occasion, of course.]
Sweetheart?
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Big, bubbly neon tears are already forming at the bottom of his screen, breaking away and floating off before they flicker and disappear... big ol' sap that he is.
And then, murmured from where he's buried his screen against her hair:]
... Ya look beautiful today. Just so you know.
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Thank you. You look extra handsome.
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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?
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Pretty much. Unless you're somebody who hurt his loved ones, then he's very not nice. But otherwise - yeah, he's just like that.
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... And when he offers ya stuff... you don't ever gotta question it?
Like - if he gives ya stuff, you don't worry 'bout if he tryin' to trick you 'n take somethin' from ya?
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[He's very good at beating himself up, actually.]