Re: Sitting Area
Lucy's voice and glare of anger were both important, immediate things that needed to be attended to. He knew that, really. But it didn't stop him from watching James stalk off through the crowd, following the half-hearted vampire costume until it disappeared into a particularly thick clump of what looked like they might be X-Men. Really, what Richard wanted to do was follow him, maybe taunt him some more, but overall make him pay attention. Nobody got to ignore Richard, and especially not that guy.
It took an effort to look back at Lucy, even as angry as she was at the moment. It was a good look on her, he decided, though probably not best when directed at him.
"I did that," he said, tilting his head in the direction that James had gone, "because that guy was being horrible to you, and you're my date. You hadn't done anything wrong. And it was most definitely not your job to fix his bad attitude. We're sitting here, having fun, and he comes up like he's accusing you of, I don't know, killing puppies, or something. Who is he, anyway? Angry ex?" The question was far more interesting to him than it should be, he realized. He wasn't sure why he cared so much about what was essentially a non-confrontation, but for some reason he did.