Allison can’t help it: he’s being so friendly, and she feels so good. It’s still new, so it’s easy to get a little swept away.
Giggling, she returns his bow with a playful little curtesy, showing the fact that her feet are bare as her skirt lifts a little with the action.
“Allison—and it’s my pleasure.” She replies, reaching out to fearlessly hook her arm through his as she beams up at him. He’s so tall, but…nice.
“Want to help me shop?” She chirps brightly—very nearly literally, upbeat and sunny as she is. “I’m getting what I need to make beef bourguignon. You can come over and have some! My family is French, so it’s authentic. I literally learned the recipe in Paris three years ago and it’s c’est magnifique!”
No worries! <333
Giggling, she returns his bow with a playful little curtesy, showing the fact that her feet are bare as her skirt lifts a little with the action.
“Allison—and it’s my pleasure.” She replies, reaching out to fearlessly hook her arm through his as she beams up at him. He’s so tall, but…nice.
“Want to help me shop?” She chirps brightly—very nearly literally, upbeat and sunny as she is. “I’m getting what I need to make beef bourguignon. You can come over and have some! My family is French, so it’s authentic. I literally learned the recipe in Paris three years ago and it’s c’est magnifique!”