[Well, the towel that popped out of the piece of paper looked quite real, quite fluffy and quite blue. Gotta love that Drawing Life power of his. He honestly should have opened up a premier towel shop.]

We needn't concern them. And let us make the most of this excursion that we can, yes? I would hate to waste the opportunity and not perform admirably as a temporary faux paramour.

[That said, he held the door open for her. It seemed only right if he was drawing from the pity field.]