[ Oh, he's cringing internally, all right. Of course he leans backwards just to avoid making contact with her. Ugh, this is a bad idea already. ]

Eugh, do you have to put it that way? This is hardly a date, unless picking out some things for some omnipresent bastard's wedding registry is your idea of a date.

[ Just. Takes a step backwards to compose himself again. ]

Come on, there should be something you can buy with only 70 bucks on your person.

[ And the sooner they finish this, the better. ]