Will was pretty much bowled over by Louise and her surety in her own off-kilter oddness. Most of her words simply washed over him in a tide of excited speech, while he was silent to try to absorb and understand all she was saying. Brown eyes watched as the dark haired woman scribbled down a number in green crayon, and his hand took the paper offered before he even thought to move.
"Uh yeah, sure." The man nodded, if a bit uncertainly. "That'd be good."
Strange and confusing as she was, Will realized he had just made a friend. Which was never a bad thing.
Even if he was still wondering whether or not he was technically a lesbian.