[ What he was doing, incidentally, was watching ah important local soccer game on his phone because for some reason Sullivan and Octavio both insisted on football being on the bigger TVs today. Football. Football! Octavio was a traitor to the cause, soccer was the far superior game on the world stage and football was boring and it wasn't real football because real football was soccer.
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... Okay that's beside the point. He looks up from his phone, pulls out one of his headphones, and looks up to see her in an apron. He blinks. Honestly, he'd thought the older girl was hot from day one, but now she was right in front of him and he -- he blinked, but then he smiled. He hopped up to his feet and offered a hand to her, trying his best to look charming or something ]
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... Okay that's beside the point. He looks up from his phone, pulls out one of his headphones, and looks up to see her in an apron. He blinks. Honestly, he'd thought the older girl was hot from day one, but now she was right in front of him and he -- he blinked, but then he smiled. He hopped up to his feet and offered a hand to her, trying his best to look charming or something ]
Yeah, okay. I'll point things out for you.