"Oh, I can think of a few things," Emcee chuckles, waving them along to finish the transaction.
"Would you like a bag?"
"No, I'll wear the gloves. But just--" Emcee grabs a store business card and slides it over to him. "--your name and number will do."
The young man looks as if he gets this sort of thing every day, but there's something in his smile as he glances from Jay to Emcee that says he might actually like to follow through. So he writes his name and number on the card, and hands it back to him along with the gloves.
"Thank you, darling. We'll see you around."
Emcee hooks his hand into Jay's arm and nearly drags him out of the store.
"Oh my god," he huffs once outside, fanning himself with the gloves. "Few people can fluster me than a boy who looks like that."
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"Oh, I can think of a few things," Emcee chuckles, waving them along to finish the transaction.
"Would you like a bag?"
"No, I'll wear the gloves. But just--" Emcee grabs a store business card and slides it over to him. "--your name and number will do."
The young man looks as if he gets this sort of thing every day, but there's something in his smile as he glances from Jay to Emcee that says he might actually like to follow through. So he writes his name and number on the card, and hands it back to him along with the gloves.
"Thank you, darling. We'll see you around."
Emcee hooks his hand into Jay's arm and nearly drags him out of the store.
"Oh my god," he huffs once outside, fanning himself with the gloves. "Few people can fluster me than a boy who looks like that."