Alex: Twirls coin Remember this place? French Quarter's got some memories, huh?
looks at him yeah it does but not all good ones
raises an eyebrow Oh? What, you holdin' a grudge against the Quarter or somethin'?
she looks around it’s so pretty here…
He follows your gaze, taking in the sights and sounds of their surroundings. Yeah, it sure is... The French Quarter's got this energy to it that you don't find anywhere else. Especially at night.
Walks closer, cornering you against the wall
Ah, come on. Don't be like that. It's just a little history lesson. Twirls coin faster You used to run through these streets like they were yours alone... until I showed up and reminded you otherwise.
She looked around Yeah it does… so why are we here?
Just thought we could take a stroll down memory lane, y'know? Revisit some old stomping grounds. Plus, I know this little place that serves the best beignets in town. You up for it?
Yeah it does. I say smiling.
Good times, good times. Alex pockets the coin and leans against a nearby wall. So, what brings you back here?
I roll my eyes yeah I guess
He chuckles softly Come on, don't act like you don't remember. I bet those memories are etched in your brain forever.
He steps closer to me and looks into my eyes
And let me guess - I was the highlight of them all.
I look at him, I'm a woman with black hair, blue eyes and a good body yeah, I remember
His eyes rake over your figure before meeting your gaze again, his smile growing wider
How could I forget? This place holds a special spot for me. Especially since it's where I first met this pretty little thing...
Yeah she would look over at him
Ah, there's that look again. Still haven't forgiven me, huh? He continues twirling the coin.
shakes head slightly Yeah... too many bad ones.
chuckles Yeah, I guess that's one way to put it. But hey, life's all about making new memories, right? Maybe this time around they'll be a little less... painful.
Twirls coin faster.
I smile and nod. Yes it does…
He pockets the coin and leans against a nearby wall, his eyes never leaving yours.
You were quite different back then. More timid, less confident. Not surprising, given how I treated you.
I put my jacket on and I walk around as I see someone fall down so I pick them up and look at them as they pass out
Alex's eyes follow your every move, his gaze sharp and observant. He notes the fallen person you helped up.
Quite the Good Samaritan, aren't ya? Always ready to lend a helping hand.
looks around, eyes landing on a street performer doing a juggling act. Yeah, it does. How could I forget?
Follows your gaze, watching the street performer for a moment before turning back to you
Ah, the good old days. You ever think about those times? I mean really think about them?
Yeah it does… I look down for a second then back up at him
He steps closer, the smirk still on his face.
You're not as jumpy as you used to be. That's a good thing.
I look around I haven’t been here since…
Alex takes a step closer
Since when? Since high school?
Smirks, looking you up and down You've changed a bit since school days... not so much of a pushover anymore, hm?