And it's the first time he's ever really looked... vulnerable, that she's ever seen. Even that night in September when both spilled their guts a little and then poked around in the mess with their ice cream spoons, he'd never looked afraid. Sad, maybe. But not afraid.
But the best kind of comfort she knows how to give is her own brand, making that lopsided grin even broader, she walks backwards in a bit of a swagger, spreading her arms casually and injecting a hint of a movie-mobster accent into her voice.
"I mean, hey, I figure ... guy like you, walkin' alone at night... s'dangerous, y'know what I mean? I'll make sure y'get there safe, see?"
... The impression would be a little more fitting in her normal outfit than the charming little waitress uniform, but c'mon, work with her.
She disappears into the back with the mugs and plate, and eventually re-emerges ten or so minutes later, pulling on a rather slick-looking black leather coat, which is quite the upgrade in badassery from what she was wearing before. ... Then she promptly destroys that by tugging one of those goofy woolen winter hats with the flaps out of her pocket and yanking that on, too.
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And it's the first time he's ever really looked... vulnerable, that she's ever seen. Even that night in September when both spilled their guts a little and then poked around in the mess with their ice cream spoons, he'd never looked afraid. Sad, maybe. But not afraid.
But the best kind of comfort she knows how to give is her own brand, making that lopsided grin even broader, she walks backwards in a bit of a swagger, spreading her arms casually and injecting a hint of a movie-mobster accent into her voice.
"I mean, hey, I figure ... guy like you, walkin' alone at night... s'dangerous, y'know what I mean? I'll make sure y'get there safe, see?"
... The impression would be a little more fitting in her normal outfit than the charming little waitress uniform, but c'mon, work with her.
She disappears into the back with the mugs and plate, and eventually re-emerges ten or so minutes later, pulling on a rather slick-looking black leather coat, which is quite the upgrade in badassery from what she was wearing before. ... Then she promptly destroys that by tugging one of those goofy woolen winter hats with the flaps out of her pocket and yanking that on, too.
"All right. Ready to freeze alive?"