Re: quicklog: connie and cris awkward blind date
[Connie was in the middle of day dreaming about slapping that sticky hand onto her date's face when she heard Cris call her name. When she turned, there was a bright smile on her face that was more nerdy girl than that typical, dangerous jack-o-lantern grin she liked to give. It was really awful what a little hope could do to a girl.] Yeah, I'm going on a date. [She said bashfully, standing up and swishing the dress back and forth. Half nervous, half showing off a little.] I'm crossing my fingers for someone who can keep up with me. But, I really doubt anyone in town has my mad skillz. [Yes, she emphasised the z.
She barely had time to process a tiny thought that Cris was looking very handsome today and would make a good prop to impress her potential nerd prince. No. He was talking about Sam and why would she be there?] Sam? [Connie's brow furrowed, nice smile turning into a confused little frown.] Well, she's the one who set me up on the date. I- she's not here to spy on me, right, that would- [Connie blinked and then stared at Cris for a couple long seconds before shaking her head and trying to move backwards, bumping into the prize counter with a soft thud.] What did she tell you- why? Did she? [Her voice went up into a whispering high, mouth suddenly very dry and heart beating a thousand times a second.]