"God forbid that happen," she replies, and offers him the crook of her elbow with a smile more tart than reassuring.
The car ride she spends mostly quiet, gazing out into the Parisian streets with the occasional delighted comment - it's enough for the driver, and anyway, her comments aren't a lie. Paris is...new; Nancy is just a bit more vocal about voicing things.
When 'James' helps her out of the car, and as they walk up the steps to the restaurant, she keeps the lines of her body softer. Shy and coquettish can be charming; confident reserve is off-putting, and that is simply not something Nancy can be.
"Oh, I do hope we're not late," Nancy says once they're lead to their party's table. They aren't; only half the chairs have occupants.
But Nancy is nervous, and her smile is large, and hopeful.
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The car ride she spends mostly quiet, gazing out into the Parisian streets with the occasional delighted comment - it's enough for the driver, and anyway, her comments aren't a lie. Paris is...new; Nancy is just a bit more vocal about voicing things.
When 'James' helps her out of the car, and as they walk up the steps to the restaurant, she keeps the lines of her body softer. Shy and coquettish can be charming; confident reserve is off-putting, and that is simply not something Nancy can be.
"Oh, I do hope we're not late," Nancy says once they're lead to their party's table. They aren't; only half the chairs have occupants.
But Nancy is nervous, and her smile is large, and hopeful.