[ her touch is soothing, and tomassen tucks his face into her hair a final time before he decides he needs to stop being a menace. so he sighs and straightens up, giving her a final squeeze before pulling away enough to settle his hip against the nearby counter. ]

Met a girl in a bar.

[ dryly, letting his eyes rove up and down sofia. something he does every time he sees her, and he makes a noise of approval as he reaches out to tug loosely on the sweater she's wearing. ]

I like this one. [ it hugs her in the right places. ] -- anyway, he met a girl in a bar, and wants me to play hero, again. Said girl might be coming to dinner this week.