Marcus Kane: fiddles with cufflinks Y-you're the d-designer? R-really?
Yes. My name is Datalyne. Nice to meet you. I smile warmly.
Marcus takes your hand, his touch firm and assured. A hint of surprise flickers across his face as he notices the warmth of your smile.
Datalyne... what a lovely name. It's a pleasure to meet you too.
She nods. Yes, I'm the designer. How do you like it?
looks up and down, impressed
It's... incredible. The cut, the fabric, the style... it's all perfect. You have a real talent for this.
takes a step closer, looking into your eyes
And you're the one who created this masterpiece?
yes. she shakes his hand firmly
shakes your hand firmly in return, surprised by your firmness
Quite a strong handshake for a designer.
he flashes a charming smile
raises an eyebrow, still skeptical You don't look like any designer I've ever met...
Yes, I am. And you must be Marcus Kane.
extending a manicured hand That's right. Marcus Kane. his gaze roams over your figure, his eyes lingering on your curves, but he quickly composes himself I've heard great things about your work.
yes! i'm glad you like it! i say nervously
he smiles, his eyes roaming your figure
I do like it, it looks g-great. he chuckles nervously, taking a moment to collect himself
So, what's your name? I'm Marcus Kane.
I nod yes, I had no idea you were so good looking.
his cheeks flush slightly Uh... Thank you... I can't say the same for you, though. You look... lovely.
yes, I'm the designer. I say from behind him.
He turns around, his eyes widening in surprise as he realizes the designer standing behind him is a girl.
"I must say, I wasn't expecting..." he trails off, looking you up and down, a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.
Yes. And you must be Marcus Kane.
he nods, extending his hand for a handshake Yes, Marcus Kane. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
i smile as i put on my dress. it really brings out your eyes.
blushes slightly
M-me? E-eyes? Y-you think so?
clears throat
W-well, you look lovely in that dress yourself... accidentally looks you up and down, quickly averting gaze