[ Happy to comply, she hands over his drink with a bat of the lashes. It seems that she'd learned her lesson about spiking consumables-- but from there, it all became a bit confusing. After all, he'd seemed to have been more interested once she began to ignore him... Oh, now she's distracted, what's happening in this preview?
Anyway, either she's interested or she's not... Playing in between is going to be quite the challenge. She's not even certain that she can do it...
Oh!! The movie's starting! Perking up, she's positively grinning. ]
[ Perhaps it's because they haven't spent much 'quality time together' until now, but William's quite surprised by how excited Grell seems to get when something particularly morbid or gruesome happens on screen. Or maybe concerned is a better word. Whichever the case, William finds himself placing a hand on her forearm to get her to stop vibrating in her seat! ]
[ It's not the heartfelt scene that she had in mind, nor is she properly thinking at all when she curls up against him, opposite hand wrapping beneath his arm! She's already excited, and when he touches her in such a way, all she can think to do is hold on. She's quite happy, watching such a riveting movie and having him by her side.
She snuggles her cheek down atop his shoulder, giggling as another ridiculous maiming scenario flashes across the screen. ]
[ Obviously she misunderstood what his intention was at touching her. But it's keeping her from bouncing and clapping in her seat, so he allows it.
Once the film ends and the lights are turned back up, William catches sight of a number of others in the theater who thought her behaviour was just as odd. ]
[ Quite used to those sort of looks, Grell doesn't even notice them. In fact, now that the movie no longer has her attention, she realizes how long she's been holding onto William, instead-- there's positively no attention left to spare for some unimportant bystanders!
Cheeks rosy, she swings out her feet, and is up into them with a bounce! ]
Oh, wasn't that marvelous, Will♥? You liked it, right?! [ She spins on her heel to face him, hands on her thighs as she leans in closer. ]
[ William putting his hands on her only makes the redhead smile all the more, batting her painted lashes at him flirtatiously. Of course, she'll follow from there, catching up to grasp the bottom hem of his sleeve to keep the other from dropping the door on her. ]
Well, of course it wasn't intended to. They're pushing for the audience to feel something, though, and I just adore the drama behind it all!
[ She has no issue waiting for him, simply swinging her arms behind her to lace her fingers, eyes closed as she contently takes in the fragrance carried on the brisk air. ]
You really think so? [ She looks incredibly flattered! ] I've been told that I'm far too reckless and not nearly calculating enough... [ She trails off into a mutter with a pout. ]
[ Shoulders slumping with a quiet sigh, Grell steps forward to take hold of the other's upper arms with a smile. ]
You shouldn't be surprised at all. You're handsome, sharp-- but that isn't even what makes you so special. [ Lips parting, she places one of those hands over his heart. ] I see a darkness in you-- but with the slightest spark, becomes consumed by this-- beautiful fire. [ She nods confidently. ] And I love all of it.
[ With a nod he sets off that way. The two of them are given a seat by the main window of the cafe after William turns down the waiter's offer of an outside table. It's far to chilly for his tastes, despite being mid-day. ]
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Anyway, either she's interested or she's not... Playing in between is going to be quite the challenge. She's not even certain that she can do it...
Oh!! The movie's starting! Perking up, she's positively grinning. ]
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She snuggles her cheek down atop his shoulder, giggling as another ridiculous maiming scenario flashes across the screen. ]
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Once the film ends and the lights are turned back up, William catches sight of a number of others in the theater who thought her behaviour was just as odd. ]
Alright, you can let go now.
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Cheeks rosy, she swings out her feet, and is up into them with a bounce! ]
Oh, wasn't that marvelous, Will♥? You liked it, right?! [ She spins on her heel to face him, hands on her thighs as she leans in closer. ]
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[ He forces her to move back a bit so he can stand and immediately begins to exit the theater, expecting she'll follow right behind. ]
I don't believe any of those scenes were intended to make you laugh.
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Well, of course it wasn't intended to. They're pushing for the audience to feel something, though, and I just adore the drama behind it all!
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It's a wonder you weren't placed in my house. You seem to fit it far more than your own.
[ Though he hates to think what his life would be like if they were bunk mates! ]
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You really think so? [ She looks incredibly flattered! ] I've been told that I'm far too reckless and not nearly calculating enough... [ She trails off into a mutter with a pout. ]
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You sound disappointed that you aren't in Slytherin.
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Yes-- and no. I mean, I find most thing about my house suiting, but I just find some of my housemates so--.... dull, really.
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[ Apparently he doesn't feel the same. ]
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Is that a hint of self deprecation I hear?
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You shouldn't be surprised at all. You're handsome, sharp-- but that isn't even what makes you so special. [ Lips parting, she places one of those hands over his heart. ] I see a darkness in you-- but with the slightest spark, becomes consumed by this-- beautiful fire. [ She nods confidently. ] And I love all of it.
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Perhaps I'm just not used to someone wanting me around.
[ He takes her by the wrists, moving her hands off his chest and arm. Gently, for once. ]
Is there something else you wanted to do together?
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[ Fine, if he doesn't want to be touched, she'll just skip a pace ahead of him! ]
Why don't we get some real food?
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Choose something, then. I'm quite hungry, myself.
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Mn~, I think I'd like a sandwich with a side salad~ [ Her eyes venture wayward. ] Why not that cute little cafe around the corner?
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What are you planning on getting?
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[ Though when the waiter comes by he orders his usual tea without hesitation. ]
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So, what is your favorite food? Aside from chocolates.
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[ Important questions! ]
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