she sees angels in the architecture
Tobi simply stares for a moment, before snorting laughter that's so abrupt she instinctively covers her mouth with her hands. The idea of Finn wearing heels (and doing so completely seriously), has her wanting to reach over kiss him for his foolishness. Instead, she just lets her hand fall away, beaming at him. "Maybe you could bring your attack dog with you next time. Or tell him I've picked up fleas somewhere. That would surely make him keep his distance."
Tobi, used to catcalls and rude remarks about her body simply because she was a woman, takes little notice of the men's remarks other than to mentally roll her eyes. As Finn gives the table an optical dressing-down, one of the men nudges the other and smirks at Finn. "Weren't talkin' to you, but you come to the right place if you're finding yerself unsatisfied." Making boob-squeezing-gestures with both of his hands and looking absolutely like the sort of man who'd touch a woman exactly in that matter. And, given his proximity to Molly's had probably done precisely that last night or even early this morning.
Stretching out her foot beneath the table, Tobi taps the toe of her shoe against Finn's. "Hey. It's fine." She whispers gently.
Tobi, used to catcalls and rude remarks about her body simply because she was a woman, takes little notice of the men's remarks other than to mentally roll her eyes. As Finn gives the table an optical dressing-down, one of the men nudges the other and smirks at Finn. "Weren't talkin' to you, but you come to the right place if you're finding yerself unsatisfied." Making boob-squeezing-gestures with both of his hands and looking absolutely like the sort of man who'd touch a woman exactly in that matter. And, given his proximity to Molly's had probably done precisely that last night or even early this morning.
Stretching out her foot beneath the table, Tobi taps the toe of her shoe against Finn's. "Hey. It's fine." She whispers gently.
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