[ how did dick grayson make it through high school without ever going on a date?
well. his nights were pretty booked. and, tragically, robin didn't get asked out on too many dates. he did make it out to the occasional party, even school dances (even managed to stick to one to the end. more or less. sort of.); but in donna's words, making out in the corner is not the same thing as a date, grayson. which is why they're doing this, donna "older smarter prettier" troy showing him how a real date is supposed to work.
more like, critiques his ideas all night, probably. but it won't hurt to learn, and he's definitely going to impress her anyway, and hanging with donna is always fun.
so he is knocking at her door, holding...not a bouquet of flowers! because that felt too much like taking a girl to the prom. but there are (3) roses in his hand. nailing this. ]
okay, no. not bad, bad is a strong word. ridiculous? definitely. but it feels less ridiculous than setting him up with this really sweet girl without making sure he's not about to raise her stress levels 1000% after spending a night with him. she only knows her from class and a few study sessions, but she's wound almost tighter than dick and that's, y'know, impressive. but she's downright lovely, and bright, both in demeanor and intellectually, so. no, she's not expecting them to run off into the sunset together, but a fun night that isn't completely shallow? sure. they both need it.
so that's what brought them here, a few days before the date dick is set to go on, donna using it as an excuse to wear a cute dress and heels because why not? if they're going on a test date, she may as well look the part.
she doesn't keep him waiting when he knocks, her expression- not quite expectant, but maybe a little bit when she answers the door. of course, her smile perks up when she spots the flowers. well played! ]
Well, hello. [ she puts on a coy look, tucking her hair behind her ear before she points to the roses. no, she won't be putting on an act the whole time, but she seems to find it amusing for now ] Are those for me?
[ she takes her performance so far as to taking the flowers and delicately smelling them, but it helps that they're there because they hide her somewhat shameless smile when he tells her she looks beautiful. dick's complimented her in such a way before, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like to hear it every time. she leans back into her apartment so she can put the flowers down on the nearest table, settling back right on time to catch that comment. ]
-- Do you want me to give constructive criticism in real time, or should I make mental notes for the drive home?
I loved the flowers, loved the compliment, did not totally love the feeling that we're on a tight schedule so we need to keep it moving.
[ she bumps the button to get them back down to the lobby, stepping back to stand beside him again. ]
I'm speaking as someone who doesn't know you at all, remember? Just- try and keep it relaxed. Even if your plans are on a schedule, she doesn't have to know that.
[ they aren't on a tight schedule, because he accounted for travel time and also traffic at this time of day, but he considers that pointing that out doesn't seem very chill. ]
Relaxed. No, I'm relaxed. This is relaxed.
[ that's a thing that relaxed people feel the need to point out, definitely. they hit the ground floor, and he leads her out to the porsche. pauses to! gallantly! open the door for her first! ]
[ of course he brought the porsche. that said- she doesn't hate it, honestly. it's impressive without being too flashy, but only because they're in the city and it takes a lot to come off flashy. but it still earns a small huff before it gives way into another smile, one she doesn't hide even once she's getting in the car.
she waits until the car is started and they're pulling out of his spot before speaking up again. ]
So. What brings you to town? [ mm, no, she already knows he's going to say he's here to visit and friend, that's too easy. ] Are you thinking about going to school here? [ also kind of an easy one, but y'know. baby steps. ]
[ he opens his mouth to answer, and then closes it when she switches tracks. ]
Uh, no. I'm just visiting a friend. [ there's a pause while he gets them on the road, then on their way to the destination; after that, he shoots her a quick look, trying very hard (and failing) to keep a straight face. ] Something tells me you might know her.
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well. his nights were pretty booked. and, tragically, robin didn't get asked out on too many dates. he did make it out to the occasional party, even school dances (even managed to stick to one to the end. more or less. sort of.); but in donna's words, making out in the corner is not the same thing as a date, grayson. which is why they're doing this, donna "older smarter prettier" troy showing him how a real date is supposed to work.
more like, critiques his ideas all night, probably. but it won't hurt to learn, and he's definitely going to impress her anyway, and hanging with donna is always fun.
so he is knocking at her door, holding...not a bouquet of flowers! because that felt too much like taking a girl to the prom. but there are (3) roses in his hand. nailing this. ]
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okay, no. not bad, bad is a strong word. ridiculous? definitely. but it feels less ridiculous than setting him up with this really sweet girl without making sure he's not about to raise her stress levels 1000% after spending a night with him. she only knows her from class and a few study sessions, but she's wound almost tighter than dick and that's, y'know, impressive. but she's downright lovely, and bright, both in demeanor and intellectually, so. no, she's not expecting them to run off into the sunset together, but a fun night that isn't completely shallow? sure. they both need it.
so that's what brought them here, a few days before the date dick is set to go on, donna using it as an excuse to wear a cute dress and heels because why not? if they're going on a test date, she may as well look the part.
she doesn't keep him waiting when he knocks, her expression- not quite expectant, but maybe a little bit when she answers the door. of course, her smile perks up when she spots the flowers. well played! ]
Well, hello. [ she puts on a coy look, tucking her hair behind her ear before she points to the roses. no, she won't be putting on an act the whole time, but she seems to find it amusing for now ] Are those for me?
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All yours, [ he says, handing them over to her. adds, ] You look beautiful.
[ because, you know, she does. then he nods back towards the elevator. ]
C'mon, the reservation's for 6:30.
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-- Do you want me to give constructive criticism in real time, or should I make mental notes for the drive home?
[ she's mostly teasing him, yes, but. really. ]
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What was wrong with that?
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[ she bumps the button to get them back down to the lobby, stepping back to stand beside him again. ]
I'm speaking as someone who doesn't know you at all, remember? Just- try and keep it relaxed. Even if your plans are on a schedule, she doesn't have to know that.
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[ they aren't on a tight schedule, because he accounted for travel time and also traffic at this time of day, but he considers that pointing that out doesn't seem very chill. ]
Relaxed. No, I'm relaxed. This is relaxed.
[ that's a thing that relaxed people feel the need to point out, definitely. they hit the ground floor, and he leads her out to the porsche. pauses to! gallantly! open the door for her first! ]
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she waits until the car is started and they're pulling out of his spot before speaking up again. ]
So. What brings you to town? [ mm, no, she already knows he's going to say he's here to visit and friend, that's too easy. ] Are you thinking about going to school here? [ also kind of an easy one, but y'know. baby steps. ]
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Uh, no. I'm just visiting a friend. [ there's a pause while he gets them on the road, then on their way to the destination; after that, he shoots her a quick look, trying very hard (and failing) to keep a straight face. ] Something tells me you might know her.