"Google research is a very quick and happen-y kind of research, I'll have you know," Emerson protested. "I thought about using my witch magic to consult the winds about the scent of the best Thai food in all the land, but I figured that would be an abuse of my power." He wiggled his fingers for dramatic affect.
"Good to know. Because I don't sit around and subject myself to Disney movies for just anyone," he went on, inwardly pleased that he wasn't being ushered into that category just yet. Hopefully never, but he'd have to play his cards right. He'd managed to find someone he enjoyed spending time with, someone who he could talk to without either aggravation or creeping feelings of guilt. Not that he wouldn't want her as a friend if she wasn't into him, but it just didn't feel like that kind of thing for him, even if he wasn't sure how willing he was to jump into something super serious right off the bat.