"..." Half a beat of silence passed before the information processed and he regarded her as something foreign that had probed his mind. "Cherry-" he shook it off, "Dr. Pepper. Right. Got it."
By the time he returned from the counter with the drinks in hand he was back on his game. He couldn't let that one moment eat him alive. "One Dr. Pepper," he offered the drink to her and stopped himself from placing her name at the end of his sentence. It certainly felt strange but somehow fulfilling...buried under those gooey layers of humility and manners. "Elbows up, Miss Potts, we might have to fight our way to a seat." The line had just been admitted into the auditorium and people from the lobby were trotting towards the IMAX theater as well.
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Date: 2008-07-19 10:30 am (UTC)By the time he returned from the counter with the drinks in hand he was back on his game. He couldn't let that one moment eat him alive. "One Dr. Pepper," he offered the drink to her and stopped himself from placing her name at the end of his sentence. It certainly felt strange but somehow fulfilling...buried under those gooey layers of humility and manners. "Elbows up, Miss Potts, we might have to fight our way to a seat." The line had just been admitted into the auditorium and people from the lobby were trotting towards the IMAX theater as well.