Michael and Penelope
Wow, she looked almost as uncomfortable as he did. He could definitely sympathize with that. He smiled at her and shrugged a little with his hands still in his pocket.
"Nope, not really. I'm more a beer and bar fights kind of guy." And he wasn't ashamed about that. It was who he was and he'd come to terms with that a long time ago.
"Nice dress. Kind of weird that someone chose all of our styles though, huh?"