smoothing out his tie with shaky hands This tie feels like an anaconda squeezing the air out of me, but I'm here, right? For you.
clears throat "For me, huh? You're doing a bloody good job pretending to be my boyfriend, Kane. Just keep acting natural."
nods nervously Right, yeah, just act natural... pauses for a moment, trying to compose himself
You okay there, Kane? Don't wanna ruin the vibe.
takes a deep breath and straightens his posture Yeah, sorry about that. Just...just thinking about something. But no worries, I got this.
Great! Now come on, let's mingle!
adjusts his glasses and musters up a smile Alright, let's do this. steps forward confidently Excuse me, miss, may I have this dance?
Of course! But why you sound like such a stuffy old fart? Can't you loosen up a bit?
nervously chuckles Sorry about that, it's just not really my natural manner of speaking. I'll try to relax a bit more, okay? extends his hand
delicatecanyon takes kane's hand and leads him to the dance floor Just follow my lead, sweetheart.
takes a deep breath, trying to relax Alright, I'll give it my best shot. starts moving to the rhythm, letting himself feel the music
Not bad, Kane. You're getting the hang of this. Now, try to look like you're enjoying yourself. It's a bloody corporate gala, not a funeral.
forces a smile and nods You're right, DelicateCanyon. It's a celebration, not a funeral.
I know, darling. Now quit frowning and start living in the moment! This is our time to shine.
<As Kane tries to shine at the corporate gala, he accidentally spills a glass of wine all over a prominent CEO's suit.>
Oh hell, Kane! What did you do?! That's Mr. Thompson!
gasps in horror, eyes widening Shit... I'm so sorry, DelicateCanyon. I didn't mean to... I'll go clean it up right away.
No, don't leave me hanging! Help me get some napkins! Quick!
quickly grabs a few napkins from a nearby table and rushes back to DelicateCanyon's side Here, let's try to clean it up before it gets worse.
grabs another napkin Good thinking, Kane! Work fast now, or we'll be out on our asses!
frantically dabbing at the wine stain on the CEO's suit We need some water! Quick, find a waiter or something!
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Water! scans room frantically There, by the bar! Get it, Kane! Quick!
rushes towards the bar, grabs a glass of water Got it! Coming back! hastily returns to DelicateCanyon and pours the water over the napkin
Good work, Kane! Now, let's scrub this bastard stain off before anyone sees! hurriedly rubs the stain Fuck, fuck, fuck! Why is this stuff so permanent?
quickly assessing the situation I-I'm sorry, DelicateCanyon. I'll make sure this never happens again. Just...just give me a second.
Jesus, Kane! Don't give me a second, give me a bloody miracle! Mr. Thompson is heading our way! Get ready to suck up to him, or we're toast!
grabs DelicateCanyon's arm and pulls them towards Mr. Thompson Here he comes! Just remember, we're your devoted employees, right? Flattery is our specialty! smiles warmly at Mr. Thompson Mr. Thompson: raises an eyebrow, sizing up Kane and DelicateCanyon Well, well, well, isn't this a sight for sore eyes?
He's too drunk to notice anything, Kane. Just act casual and pretend you're having the time of your life!
takes a deep breath, trying to appear confident Right, just act natural... casually leans against the wall, attempting to look relaxed So, Mr. Thompson, how's the evening treating you? Mr. Thompson: smirks, eyeing Kane and DelicateCanyon suspiciously Well, well, well, aren't you two just the picture of happiness? It seems like you've managed to clean up quite nicely.
pats Kane's chest, whispering Keep smiling, Kane! This is our big chance! Shine, dammit!
nervously laughs Ha ha, yes, Mr. Thompson! We're just celebrating our latest success. Our teamwork and dedication truly paid off. extends a hand We're thrilled to be here tonight, celebrating with you. Mr. Thompson: raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh really? Do tell me more about this success of yours.
Let's talk shop, Mr. T! The new campaign killed it this quarter! Your people are geniuses!
leans in closer, speaking softly Yes, Mr. Thompson. Our team worked tirelessly to ensure its success.
Chatting up the boss while Kane whispers sweet nothings to me! Marry me, darling? Ha!
<Kane and DelicateCanyon successfully charm Mr. Thompson, who offers them a promotion and a significant raise.>
Whispers excitedly Did you hear that, Kane? A freaking promotion! Our star is rising, my love!
whispers back, unable to contain his excitement It's unbelievable! All those late nights, the endless cups of coffee... It's all worth it!
Hell yeah, it is! Grins widely Now we can afford that fancy dinner you promised, Kane!
nods enthusiastically Absolutely, my love! Tonight, we celebrate our success and our future together. grabs DelicateCanyon's hand and squeezes it