I did say that, and that's the truth. But you ain't tested it out yet, now have you?

[ even now she doesn't test the theory. the fleeting touch of her fingertips over his cheek is almost tender, a pointed contrast to the way her gaze dips rather obviously down to Reno's mouth. he can't help but grin at that, gratified and just a touch smug about it. only because he's been doing the same thing the whole time they've been talking, so it's nice to know she's right there with him.

but first: the mall. at her nudge, Reno lets his hands drop from her waist and gives her enough space to get back on her feet and rearrange her dress, a process that he watches with shameless interest. is the whole leg situation new for him? definitely. is that stopping him from finding Fearne gorgeous, definitely not. ]

You strike me as a cotton candy girl. [ actually, bringing cotton candy on a shopping trip for clothes is probably a terrible idea, given the sticky finger situation that tends to result. but what's the problem, they can just lick it off if need be. ]