@armedangelmode
The pleasantries of a meet-cute aside, there is one, fail-safe way to a girl’s heart – her thumping robotic imitation of one anyway. Fishing. Obviously, it’s fishing. Horrifying to think that romantic-comedy movies made since film began always seemed to miss this elephant in the room, and that ‘Crazy, Stupid, Love,’ wasn’t actually about Ryan Gosling and Steve Carell climbing into a boat and reeling Emma Stone and that other actress out of the murky sea waters. But Ryoji could change this.
Singlehandedly.
Take out the ‘crazy’ and the ‘stupid’ parts of this and just turn it into a really drawn out experience of sorts. He even had the dingy, white wood boat rented and tied to the wooden dock, just begging for him to climb into it and… catch some fish…? Which, on a second and rather delayed thought, was a course of action he had no idea how to approach. So it was probably best to leave it to the next person he could persuade into accepting his invitation out. Walking away from the boat and down the wooden docks, where the planks started jutting into the stone path built awkwardly on the beach side, he looked around. Lots of fish in the sea. One robot. One robot who might want to kill him but we don’t really know until we just find out.
“Aigis!” he calls, waving the two fishing rods up into the air to grab her attention, like saluting flags. “Let’s go fishing.” Not a question, but an asserted statement. Just like Ryan Gosling when he asked Emma stone if he should drive when she left the bar. But this time there’s no bar, just Ryoji, Aigis, and a boat.
