[he still doesn't get why it went from not a big deal, to one, and back away from it again... but he sure as hell isn't going to look at gift thomas in the mouth!]
Yeah, I don't think I'm that old. Not -- that that's old, I just meant -- ah, hell, y'know what I meant.
[the fact that he gives up on trying to explain himself is enough proof he's trying to take it not quite so seriously... but nonetheless he offers one of his sheepish smiles.]
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[Help her, she can't stop grinning. Her cheeks are already starting to hurt.
Or were. The smile immediately fades and goes all stern β lips pressed together and all of that β the second he gets to scolding her.]
You know I'm older than you, right.
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Uh... how old are ya?
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Maybe I won't be going out with you, sir.
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Wait, no! I take it back! I'm sorry! Please go out with me, Miss Stryfe, I won't do it again!
[the freakout is very low-key, at least. he's more confused than panicked.]
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Okay, okay. I'll forgive you. Just this once! [Another titter.] And I'm 25, for the record.
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[he still doesn't get why it went from not a big deal, to one, and back away from it again... but he sure as hell isn't going to look at gift thomas in the mouth!]
Yeah, I don't think I'm that old. Not -- that that's old, I just meant -- ah, hell, y'know what I meant.
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It's okay, Liv. I'm not actually upset. Just messing around. [Is she starting to look a little guilty? Maybe.]
I'll see you Wednesday, right? Just me and you?
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Yeah, sweetpea, just you 'n me.
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I'll see you soon, Livio.