She was cute when she got sassy. Cappie couldn't help but smile, his tongue running over his lower lip, his eyes drinking her in. She was tiny but he got the impression that she could also be mighty. He hoped she didn't own pepper spray.
"From the sublime to the ridiculous, there is but a step," he quoted Napoleon easily, grinning at his own grasp of such a wide array of useless general knowledge. Honestly, he had no idea where he stored it all. He was surprised he hadn't killed off too many brain cells for his memory to still be 20/20. He'd have to work on that.
"Anyway, I should probably say Hi," he continued, offhandedly. "I hear that's a good way of getting a girl's attention."