[Roche lets them linger, thumb brushing against his bottom lip as he pulls his hand back. Right, that little gem has been burning a hole against his hip all night. He fishes it from his pocket, holding it oh-so-precariously between his fingertips and pretends to shield it from Reno's eyes with his hand. It's done just the right way that when he catches eyes with an unrelated waiter approaching, Roche quickly presses a finger to his lips in a shhhh motion.
Don't go spoiling the surprise, asshole. Scold them after.]
Anyone would have a hard time saying no to you, Reno. I can only think of one instance where I'd say it myself, but I know you'd never ask me the question that would warrant it.
[His eyes dart up, meet Alfons', and right back down they go towards Reno. Better throw in the smallest of brow wiggles too.]
Three... Two... One... Showtime, babe.
[Aaaaand just like that, Roche practically lights up. Even bounces on his heels once as he plasters the most harmless smile he can. It's all genuine, and if anyone thinks he's more than a little tipsy? That's perfectly fine. He does feel it, albeit not as strong as he would if he didn't have that godawful mako in his blood.]
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Don't go spoiling the surprise, asshole. Scold them after.]
Anyone would have a hard time saying no to you, Reno. I can only think of one instance where I'd say it myself, but I know you'd never ask me the question that would warrant it.
[His eyes dart up, meet Alfons', and right back down they go towards Reno. Better throw in the smallest of brow wiggles too.]
Three... Two... One... Showtime, babe.
[Aaaaand just like that, Roche practically lights up. Even bounces on his heels once as he plasters the most harmless smile he can. It's all genuine, and if anyone thinks he's more than a little tipsy? That's perfectly fine. He does feel it, albeit not as strong as he would if he didn't have that godawful mako in his blood.]
Alfons! We were just talking about you!
[Did I do something--?]