[Thread] Why Am I the Popular One?
Characters: OU Bruce Wayne, AU Padmé Naberrie
Where: the cafe
When: after this conversation
Summary: Bruce and Padmé have a drink of tea. Aa, the industrious playboy. How we love to make fun of him... (Yes, expect some horrible attempts at flirting by Y.T.! >_>)
Warnings: None!
Bruce was, surprisingly, already there by the time Padmé would show up. He was behind the counter looking somewhere between annoyed and vaguely lost. It was obvious he was looking for something. "This shouldn't be this difficult," he would mutter to himself occasionally.
He didn't notice her enter right away when she did and kept on searching for whatever it was he seemed to be looking for.
In fact of reality Bruce knew the exact moment Padmé even began to reach out and touch the doors much less when she actually entered through them. But he was always pretending one way or the other. He found it vaguely amusing in the back of his mind that he had actually already known what Jedi was--courtesy of her showing off that one night--when he had asked again on the PDAs when it was brought up. The fact that they had actually held three conversations now instead of two was, hopefully, only known to him though.
He glanced up a moment later looking a little more lost than annoyed now and blinked a few times in her general direction. It took him a moment to realize what he was seeing and when it registered she was here now he stopped long enough to flash her a charming smile.
Where: the cafe
When: after this conversation
Summary: Bruce and Padmé have a drink of tea. Aa, the industrious playboy. How we love to make fun of him... (Yes, expect some horrible attempts at flirting by Y.T.! >_>)
Warnings: None!
Bruce was, surprisingly, already there by the time Padmé would show up. He was behind the counter looking somewhere between annoyed and vaguely lost. It was obvious he was looking for something. "This shouldn't be this difficult," he would mutter to himself occasionally.
He didn't notice her enter right away when she did and kept on searching for whatever it was he seemed to be looking for.
In fact of reality Bruce knew the exact moment Padmé even began to reach out and touch the doors much less when she actually entered through them. But he was always pretending one way or the other. He found it vaguely amusing in the back of his mind that he had actually already known what Jedi was--courtesy of her showing off that one night--when he had asked again on the PDAs when it was brought up. The fact that they had actually held three conversations now instead of two was, hopefully, only known to him though.
He glanced up a moment later looking a little more lost than annoyed now and blinked a few times in her general direction. It took him a moment to realize what he was seeing and when it registered she was here now he stopped long enough to flash her a charming smile.