[ her hair smells really good. but more importantly: ]
You do remember me!
[ delighted, he grabs her wrist, slops champagne all over both their hands and immediately backs off, looking pained, digging out the last of the napkins in his pocket. ]
Oh my god. Here, here.
[ he cringes, takes her flute and through some sleight of hand known only to guys who have been casual function waitstaff for spare cash, balances it in the crook of an elbow so he can help wipe over her hand. ]
no subject
You do remember me!
[ delighted, he grabs her wrist, slops champagne all over both their hands and immediately backs off, looking pained, digging out the last of the napkins in his pocket. ]
Oh my god. Here, here.
[ he cringes, takes her flute and through some sleight of hand known only to guys who have been casual function waitstaff for spare cash, balances it in the crook of an elbow so he can help wipe over her hand. ]
I'm the worst. Lemme get you a fresh drink, okay?