...Or, well, not really, since he's only just getting started; the slashes of paint against the wall are starting to look distinctly swingset-esque as he turns back to her when she gives her name.]
Abby? What's that, short for like Abigail? [He grins.] Pretty cute. [He bends to grab another colour to work with.] So where're you from, Abby?
[He turns again to keep his eyes on the wall, but he's definitely listening- he's guessing she isn't feeling super chatty and isn't trying to put her on the spot or anything.]
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...Or, well, not really, since he's only just getting started; the slashes of paint against the wall are starting to look distinctly swingset-esque as he turns back to her when she gives her name.]
Abby? What's that, short for like Abigail? [He grins.] Pretty cute. [He bends to grab another colour to work with.] So where're you from, Abby?
[He turns again to keep his eyes on the wall, but he's definitely listening- he's guessing she isn't feeling super chatty and isn't trying to put her on the spot or anything.]