[ Oh. Maybe don't introduce the dashing billionaire to all the girls, Barry. Great job. And Barry might... kind of know, but he's hoping she's still joking. ]
[ Not what he's expecting. He has to reread it a few times to really make sense of it, but then it occurs to him that he's met a guy who knows Han Solo, so— ]
probably have a minor existential crisis. are you okay?
[ A short delay as he mulls over an answer, then: ]
lux, 30 minutes. sound good? i mean we could do drink drinks, but i'm not really much of a drinker. in my defense i do make a pretty mean caramel macchiato.
[ He's there in five, and when the door opens he's behind the counter, messing with one of the more complicated coffee machines. He leans back to get a better view of who's walking in, offering up a small smile as soon as he sees her face. ]
Hey, Clara. [ He gestures half-heartedly towards the coffee, giving a slight nod. ] Pick your poison.
[ She offers him a small smile, moving to the other side of the counter. She shifts, taking the box of chocolates out from under her arm to lay it on top of the counter.
It's ridiculous, this box: pink and red and frilly with a giant fabric rose on top, and bigger than both their heads put together. She pries off the lid, and there's an impressive amount of dark chocolate inside, though there's quite a few pieces missing from one section. ]
I figured I'd best share before I stress eat the entire thing.
[ Barry slides a pair of mugs full of coffee onto the bar between them before leaning forward onto his elbows, smile broadening into a grin. The box is absolutely ridiculous, and his tone's mockingly impressed as he inspects it. ]
Nice. Are you sure you wanna commit to that, though? Because I can put away a box of chocolates.
[ Or anything else that's edible, really. But in this particular instance it's supposed to be a joke, and he doesn't rush to help himself to the chocolates just yet. ]
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He's sweet
V dashing
[ a beat. ]
he told me something that almost wrecked me though
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that's him. v dashing. what did he tell you?
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what would you do if someone knew every detail of your life and told you it was because they know you from a television programme ]
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probably have a minor existential crisis. are you okay?
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No I'm not, not very much at all
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lux, 30 minutes. sound good?
i mean we could do drink drinks, but i'm not really much of a drinker. in my defense i do make a pretty mean caramel macchiato.
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i'll be there
hey barry do you like dark chocolate
i got a box today i'll bring it
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see you in 30.
[ He's there in five, and when the door opens he's behind the counter, messing with one of the more complicated coffee machines. He leans back to get a better view of who's walking in, offering up a small smile as soon as he sees her face. ]
Hey, Clara. [ He gestures half-heartedly towards the coffee, giving a slight nod. ] Pick your poison.
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[ She offers him a small smile, moving to the other side of the counter. She shifts, taking the box of chocolates out from under her arm to lay it on top of the counter.
It's ridiculous, this box: pink and red and frilly with a giant fabric rose on top, and bigger than both their heads put together. She pries off the lid, and there's an impressive amount of dark chocolate inside, though there's quite a few pieces missing from one section. ]
I figured I'd best share before I stress eat the entire thing.
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Nice. Are you sure you wanna commit to that, though? Because I can put away a box of chocolates.
[ Or anything else that's edible, really. But in this particular instance it's supposed to be a joke, and he doesn't rush to help himself to the chocolates just yet. ]
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Barry. Chocolate is a serious matter. It's not something I'd offer if I didn't intend to follow through, that's just cruel.
[ She nudges the box closer, then hooks a finger through the handle of one of the cups to drag it closer to herself. ]
Please. I've already had a head start.