-insert name here-'s Place and Everywhere Else ~ Geezerville

[rodenrock]

I...I should have asked you what color your dress was, Miss Kits...

*pulls the flowers out from behind back* I...I would have gotten yellow ones instead of blue... sweatdrop redface

*holds them out for her, looking down at the ground*  

[Kits Rose]

It's ok. I love blue. ^_^ It's my favorite color. *takes the flowers from him* They're beautiful.  

[rodenrock]

Blues your favorite color? *blushes* Good to know...*thinks to self, I'll store that away for future use* I'm glad I'm a good guesser then, Miss Kits.

*grins at her* I bet you really like my suit then biggrin . *wisks off hat, bending down similar to a bow* Is that why you agreed to come, Miss Kits? *drops head down* Because my hair is blue? *grins up at her*  

[Kits Rose]

I do like your suit. smile Actually, I thought it was a very sweet invitation. I've never been to the opera, either.  

[rodenrock]

*hides blush by placing hat back on head* Well, I'm glad I asked you then. *holds out arm for her to take*

I'm glad you like my suit. *fingers sash* This is one of my favorite pieces. Got it on my travels.

*as escorts her to the car, feigns hurt* Are you saying you don't like my hair? wink *chuckles while opening car door*  

[Kits Rose]

I'm glad you did too. *takes his arm and walks with him to the car* ^////^

I never said I didn't like your hair. That's not why I agreed to go with you, though. *smiles at him and gets into the car*  

[rodenrock]

*is extremely sad the high slit is on the leg not facing driver's seat* stressed sad

*makes sure she is in and shuts the door tightly, making sure not to get her dress or body parts in it*

*hurries around to other side and gets in* Oh, by the way, here is the brochure on the show we are going to see. *smiles at her and gets it out of the visor, handing it to her*

*waits til she is buckled, then buckles and starts the car, revving it*  

[Kits Rose]

Oh, thank you! *opens the brochure and looks it over as much as she can in the dim light* It looks like it'll be good. *smiles brightly at him*  

[rodenrock]

*drives the thirty minutes it takes to get over to the opera house and tips the vale parking guy*

*smiles as escorts Kits in, feeling like the luckiest guy in the world with the prettiest girl on arm*

*hands the man their tickets and they are guided to their seats, takes off hat and lets Kits get in first* Isn't the opera house beautiful, Kits? *looks around the place, at the stage, the ceiling, the ornate seating, everything and then finally back to one of the more gorgeous things in the places, Kits*  

[Kits Rose]

*looks around in awe. She's never been in a place like this before and is feeling a little intimidated* It's amazing. *looks at Rod, her eyes shining with happiness* Thank you so much for this.  

[rodenrock]

*smiles at her and gently squeezes her hand before kissing her knuckles* I'm glad you like it. *soft voice* You are welcome. smile Happiness suits you, Kits. Much like this place. You look good in it. ^______^  

[Kits Rose]

*blushes* Thank you. *sees the wide smile on his face and feels happy that she helped put it there* I... I'm not so sure if I really fit in here, but I am enjoying it. smile  

[rodenrock]

*smiles widely again* I'm glad you are. *touches her hand* I'm sure you'll enjoy it even more once the show st...

*the lights flicker and dim before can finish and the shows beginning music starts*

*leans over and whispers close to her ear, breath blowing wisps of hair* Now if you look directly above the stage, there's where the subtitles will be. We have good seats so it shouldn't distract from the show. *grins at her and sits back in his seat, listening to the stage manager*  

[Kits Rose]

*ears twitch involuntarily when his breath tickles them, and she whispers back* Thank you. *leans back in her seat to enjoy the performance*  

[rodenrock]

*squeezes her hand in a 'You're welcome' and forgets to remove it as gets caught up in the show. Every so often, steals glances over to see how she is liking it, waiting eagerly for intermission to know her opinions*