"Eeeverybody’s incredible in some way," he says with a slight slur and halfway through a burp. "Even this dude right here! I’m great somehow! Right? I mean, I’ve got a great hairstyle sometimes maybe… I make a lot of people smile! I think. I… can count money relatively fast?” So maybe Jinki isn’t really all that incredible either, but he does believe that Eunji could be.
The hand against his face brings a little half-sober smile, and the comment lifts his drunk spirits. “Definitely a good kid. Definitely unlike those— those twins…” He trails off. It’s a story for another day.
"…Also, I can’t do icing or uh…Any of.. that…" he lets out a sheepish laugh, swaying in his seat.
"That's the spirit!" If there was one thing that Eunji definitely knew about Jinki, it was that he was a vitamin. Her grumpiness faded to a happy mirth as he babbled away.
Perfect company? She'd found it tonight.
"Twins? Haven't met 'em yet. Haven't really met anyone! Well, 'cept you." Her brows raise slightly "Iiiii was... Planning to meet people at this open class. Introduce myself n' junk. But it's fine with just you here! One thing though." Her eyes disappear into her smile, poking his nose.
"I'm recruiting you for help. Keep an eye on that butter. Once it whips into a white colour, pour in the sugar in that cup sloooooowly. Got it?"










