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asher orion royce ([info]_asher) wrote,
Following along, he had a smile all but rooted on his face as he listened to her go on about how Dani got tons of free stuff and people in her own profession got jack. He knew what that was like. Of course, people in his profession didn't even merit the free Comic-con tees. Shaking his head slightly, he laughed more to himself than anything and moved around the front of the car while she was adjusting the flower behind her ear. He would have opened the door for her, but he would have hit her with it in that case, so .. it was better just to let her get it when she was finished, and he moved around to the driver's side in the meantime. With his hand on the handle, he had just popped the door open when she stood up with the daisy in her hair and he couldn't help but just watch her for a moment before nodding. The whole bit about elfish ears was lost on him in that short amount of time and all she got was a, "Looks nice." Asher was pretty shitty at the compliments but he was genuine with them, so you had to give him that. The whole .. flower behind the ear look worked well for her.

Slipping into the car, he pulled the door shut and buckled his seatbelt before putting the key in the ignition. He liked that she was a talker, even if it was a nervous habit. He was generally pretty quiet so it was nice to have somebody else fill the dead space for awhile, make things less awkward. At the sound of the question, his brows rose slightly and he glanced at her before shifting gears and pulling away from the curb. "The move is going pretty slowly, but it's going. Ami is liking getting to spend time with my parents but I'm ready to get into our own place again. I just put down a bid on a house a few blocks from them earlier today, so we'll see how that goes. I promised Ami that I'd do my best to make sure she stayed in her old school district so that's what we're aiming for." He was hoping that everything would go well with the purchase of the new house and that the people trying to buy the Seattle one wouldn't fall through, but only time would tell on that one.

"So, I've been racking my brain about what to do tonight. And, apparently, I'm just really terrible at coming up with things. I thought about maybe going to play mini-golf but you're not really dressed for that. And then I thought about going to see a movie, but you can't really talk during a movie. Though .. if you know of one that you'd like to see, we can still go see one. I .." He stopped for a moment and glanced at her before looking back at the road. "There's this diner downtown called Cafe 50's. I haven't been there in years but I remember them having pretty good malts." Hey, if he was going to poke fun at the age difference, why not poke fun at himself? Of course, he wasn't old enough to have been around in the 50's when maltshops were a big thing .. but who cares? Why not go with the whole 'old man' thing and make the best of it? "I'm not sure what kind of food you like, but they have a little bit of everything."


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