"Alright, alright," she says, knowing that some social niceties will never be very important to him.
When he takes her hand, her fingers curl around his and Mrs. Stafford is all but forgotten. She smiles back at him.
"You do know how to show a girl a good time."
She squeezes his hand and lets him lead her to wherever it is he wants to go. How can she possibly turn down champagne and adventures with buckets of livers at the ballet? That does have sort of a nice balance to it, she realizes, and then realizes how incredibly well-suited they really are for each other. She's always imagined they would be, but those were fantasies not based on any data besides their rapport in the lab and the morgue and in occasional social situations. The fact that she was right hits her in that moment.
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Date: 2017-02-22 04:35 am (UTC)When he takes her hand, her fingers curl around his and Mrs. Stafford is all but forgotten. She smiles back at him.
"You do know how to show a girl a good time."
She squeezes his hand and lets him lead her to wherever it is he wants to go. How can she possibly turn down champagne and adventures with buckets of livers at the ballet? That does have sort of a nice balance to it, she realizes, and then realizes how incredibly well-suited they really are for each other. She's always imagined they would be, but those were fantasies not based on any data besides their rapport in the lab and the morgue and in occasional social situations. The fact that she was right hits her in that moment.