[...Oh my god, did he fluster the snake lady? This day is just getting better by the second. He tries very hard not to smile at the realization, but it still spreads across his face, fully enjoying everything that's happening right now. He almost wants to tease her, but he might die, so he holds back... on that at least.]
I wouldn't dream of it.
[He says that so cockily, but with a genuine earnestness, he nods at the sandwich that's in her hands.]
Come on, try the sandwich. I've been building this up the whole time and I know you've been itching to try it now. [She's probably not that desperate, but he has to keep on hyping it up in some way. Besides, it's... a little fun teasing Dara, even though she can probably kill him in two seconds. At least he's not poking at her being flustered.]
[YUP, it feels just like being with the kids again. At least Scott's grin isn't as obnoxious. He's also not trying to shove her into costumes, demanding attention, doing weird poses, or making commentary about fetishes......Damn, she misses those twerps.
When Dara dares to look back up him again, there's a brow raised with slight suspicion. Well, it's not like he can hurt her much.]
If you put anything weird in it, I'm going to curse you.
[Pulling back the wrapper, Dara takes a bite of the sandwich. It's a lot of flavors all at once, and the god closes her eyes a moment to think about the ingredients. She's not sure how to feel about so many different condiments, but it's a good sign that she takes another bite and gives a thumbs up. Dara's polite enough to swallow before talking--]
You wouldn't happen to have seen a place here selling cola, have you? [SORRY, SCOTT, she craves it.]
[But he watches with some anticipation as Dara bites into the sandwich, Scott swinging slightly on his feet as he waits for her reaction. Closing her eyes... okay, guess she's taking it all in and there-- she's taking another bite with that gesture of approval. His grin widens, he's honestly pretty happy that she's enjoying it. Next time, he'll try and grab her something more, but Scott's glad she finds this tasty enough. Look, she... she really did him a solid.
Plus, be totally lame if he talked all this up and she didn't like it. Be an insult to him, as the Sandwich King.]
Coca-Cola? Unfortunately not, but man, you have the right idea. That would go super well with this, huh? [He raises one hand to his hip.] Honestly, I'm surprised you've had that before. Already more American than some people here.
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I wouldn't dream of it.
[He says that so cockily, but with a genuine earnestness, he nods at the sandwich that's in her hands.]
Come on, try the sandwich. I've been building this up the whole time and I know you've been itching to try it now. [She's probably not that desperate, but he has to keep on hyping it up in some way. Besides, it's... a little fun teasing Dara, even though she can probably kill him in two seconds. At least he's not poking at her being flustered.]
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Damn, she misses those twerps.When Dara dares to look back up him again, there's a brow raised with slight suspicion. Well, it's not like he can hurt her much.]
If you put anything weird in it, I'm going to curse you.
[Pulling back the wrapper, Dara takes a bite of the sandwich. It's a lot of flavors all at once, and the god closes her eyes a moment to think about the ingredients. She's not sure how to feel about so many different condiments, but it's a good sign that she takes another bite and gives a thumbs up. Dara's polite enough to swallow before talking--]
You wouldn't happen to have seen a place here selling cola, have you? [SORRY, SCOTT, she craves it.]
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[But he watches with some anticipation as Dara bites into the sandwich, Scott swinging slightly on his feet as he waits for her reaction. Closing her eyes... okay, guess she's taking it all in and there-- she's taking another bite with that gesture of approval. His grin widens, he's honestly pretty happy that she's enjoying it. Next time, he'll try and grab her something more, but Scott's glad she finds this tasty enough. Look, she... she really did him a solid.
Plus, be totally lame if he talked all this up and she didn't like it. Be an insult to him, as the Sandwich King.]
Coca-Cola? Unfortunately not, but man, you have the right idea. That would go super well with this, huh? [He raises one hand to his hip.] Honestly, I'm surprised you've had that before. Already more American than some people here.