Jan 13, 2014
"Louis--Can we go out tonight? For dinner?" Miles licks her lips and looks over at her boyfriend who's seated on the couch with her. "I wanna wear that dress."
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"Louis--Can we go out tonight? For dinner?" Miles licks her lips and looks over at her boyfriend who's seated on the couch with her. "I wanna wear that dress."
"Batman or Superman?"
"On a scale of 1-10, how festive is your house at the moment? Seein' as s' Christmas n' all. Just wondeirn'."
"I think my friends are goin' to kill me. I've been locked out of the house and we're supposed to be eating an early Christmas dinner." Miles grins softly. "Don't think they could handle my caroling."
"Louis."
"Hiya, welcome to Florist Gump, miss. Is there anythin' I can do ya for?" Exceptional mood he's in today. Miles' fingers go to fiddle with the flowercrown on his head.
He's caught off-guard by the bell over the door jingling as he works on a flower crown, and almost jumps. "Hello! We're closed, actually. But, I could use your help, if you don't mind, of course." He smiles and holds up the nearly-finished flower crown. "Would you mind trying this on for me?"
"Hi! Welcome to Needles&Wrenches, mate. Are you a walk-in or an appointment?" Everyone likes when Miles is on shift because he's a thousand times more cheery and inviting than Pascal, and come on, how do you not like that smile?