[Much to her satisfaction, the passers-by look away, embarrassed at the possibility of a public display of affection. Less to her satisfaction is the fact that the guy is clearly not getting it.
Apparently, not everyone's as good at being undercover as Fatima is (a thought she will likely come to deeply regret later).
She dials it up to eleven, giving the guy a coquettish smile, blowing him an air kiss.]
It has those little porcelain figurines you love, sweetie pie.
[Carefully, she tilts the opening of her messenger bag toward him, showing off a collection of fruits and vegetables she's been picking up. They're his if he wants them, but he's gotta figure out to play along.]
I know we've only been dating a few weeks now, but you have to let me spoil you sometimes, honey bear.
[Oh yeah. No one wants to look at them right now. Fatima can see blushes of embarrassment rising on the backs of people's necks.]
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Apparently, not everyone's as good at being undercover as Fatima is (a thought she will likely come to deeply regret later).
She dials it up to eleven, giving the guy a coquettish smile, blowing him an air kiss.]
It has those little porcelain figurines you love, sweetie pie.
[Carefully, she tilts the opening of her messenger bag toward him, showing off a collection of fruits and vegetables she's been picking up. They're his if he wants them, but he's gotta figure out to play along.]
I know we've only been dating a few weeks now, but you have to let me spoil you sometimes, honey bear.
[Oh yeah. No one wants to look at them right now. Fatima can see blushes of embarrassment rising on the backs of people's necks.]