... yeah, you're right. [She probably doesn't mean it the way that he does, but it's still true. She'd have no interest in him at all, of any kind, if he were just a random 50 year old dude who owns a creepy kid's restaurant.] And be honest, you're flattered I want to know anything about you. It gives your sad old ego a little stroke.
[Watching Helpy chug around the desk so cheerfully just makes Gen look even more pained - she's obviously, visibly fighting the urge to be charmed by him, like an anti-cat person coping with a kitten curled up asleep in their lap. Appreciating cuteness is weakness and yet...]
"Family photos..." [Said with a slight mockery of his accent.] There's a concept. Did even shitty families take those back in the day? [If she sounds bitter, that's because she is - for all the evidence that Michael's father was an absolute monster, at least he apparently got his family together to take nice pictures. That means he must have wanted someone in the family around.]
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[Watching Helpy chug around the desk so cheerfully just makes Gen look even more pained - she's obviously, visibly fighting the urge to be charmed by him, like an anti-cat person coping with a kitten curled up asleep in their lap. Appreciating cuteness is weakness and yet...]
"Family photos..." [Said with a slight mockery of his accent.] There's a concept. Did even shitty families take those back in the day? [If she sounds bitter, that's because she is - for all the evidence that Michael's father was an absolute monster, at least he apparently got his family together to take nice pictures. That means he must have wanted someone in the family around.]