I can lay it on even thicker if you want. [Eyebrow waggle~ (what the fuck's a blurpleberry)
But since she's not reaching for a phone--he...has no idea if there are even physical phones this far in the future, do people take selfies anymore, is duckface banned on 16 planets and punishable on 39 more--he'll put on an overdramatic play act at her suggestion that she'll actually have time. When in doubt, go for the laugh.]
Oh, but the radiant goddess of beverages can make time for lowly me! My heart doth quiver, my legs, they quake! Alas, I swoon at the thought of-- [And here he goes, with the fake swoon, dramatic as hell, leaning as though he expects her to catch him with one hand, but only goes so far, because, see, it's a gag--but then he accidentally-on-purpose loses his balance and flails against her, avoiding coffee directly but having to lean heavily on her for balance--like for example, one hand by her hip to oh so cleverly, hopefully, unclip her badge without notice, palming it.
When he 'regains his balance', he pulls his hands away sharply, feigning embarrassment and shoving the badge in his back pocket.]
Oh my god I am so sorry! Are you okay?? Did you spill anything? I guess my balance is all out of whack around pretty girls, I...wow, that shows me to stop laying it on so thick...
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But since she's not reaching for a phone--he...has no idea if there are even physical phones this far in the future, do people take selfies anymore, is duckface banned on 16 planets and punishable on 39 more--he'll put on an overdramatic play act at her suggestion that she'll actually have time. When in doubt, go for the laugh.]
Oh, but the radiant goddess of beverages can make time for lowly me! My heart doth quiver, my legs, they quake! Alas, I swoon at the thought of-- [And here he goes, with the fake swoon, dramatic as hell, leaning as though he expects her to catch him with one hand, but only goes so far, because, see, it's a gag--but then he accidentally-on-purpose loses his balance and flails against her, avoiding coffee directly but having to lean heavily on her for balance--like for example, one hand by her hip to oh so cleverly, hopefully, unclip her badge without notice, palming it.
When he 'regains his balance', he pulls his hands away sharply, feigning embarrassment and shoving the badge in his back pocket.]
Oh my god I am so sorry! Are you okay?? Did you spill anything? I guess my balance is all out of whack around pretty girls, I...wow, that shows me to stop laying it on so thick...