Her words took Graham off guard for a second. They were going to be spending a lot of time together? But... why? Then as she looked up at him and laid everything out on the table, Graham finally realized what it was like to have a fuckton of bricks drop onto his head, because now everything made sense. Well, partially anyways. Graham merely stood there, completely and utterly blown away as he changed his reaction at least ten times, each time looking as if he was about to say something before he cut himself off. It took a minute or so before he could finally get something out and even that was a jumbled mess.
"You... so you're friend...? Wait, no, you're the friend, who... How did you...? Why...?" Then his eyes widened and he flailed his hands at her when he finally pieced two and two together when she made the statement about the two of them spending more time together as a sign that he got the blood doll. "Holy crap! Really?!" There was probably a far more professional way to take that bit of news, but quite frankly, Graham was excited as fuck and it showed. "Shit, this is perfect!" He then clamped a hand over his mouth to contain some of his giddy nature while his eyebrows knotted together. After shaking a finger in her direction, he went on rather seriously, "You lied to me." Though it wasn't long before a grin tugged on his lips. "You said your 'friend' was kind of cute. I think she's beyond that." Modest girl was modest.
Still in a state of shock, Graham couldn't keep from grinning as he made his way to the diner door. "Well then! I have to say I'm beyond impressed. The only thing you're missing is a pretty bow," he teased Danica while opening the door for her, gesturing for her and the dogbear to go in first.