[He has to admit that coffee sounds good right about now. He takes a glance outside, not sure what to expect. There's a flower garden -- hers, he assumes -- and it lends to the sight not being as jarring as he thought it might be. All-in-all, it's actually peacefully looking.]
Coffee's a little stronger than tea. We're getting there. [A half-hearted attempt at a joke, and he blinks when she compliments him. He doesn't know how to take it (he feels weird dressed this way), but he'll take her word for it.]
Thanks. Same could be said for yourself. [Dressed up for... a day on the town, he supposes?]
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Coffee's a little stronger than tea. We're getting there. [A half-hearted attempt at a joke, and he blinks when she compliments him. He doesn't know how to take it (he feels weird dressed this way), but he'll take her word for it.]
Thanks. Same could be said for yourself. [Dressed up for... a day on the town, he supposes?]