My hair's too short to worry about getting it just right Steve
[Not that he hasn't fussed with it sometimes, anyway. Or had bad hair mornings. Mostly, though, he leaves it alone. That's why he hopped it all off, to begin with.]
Might take a while to pick the right jacket though. I don't got a lot of nice clothes in here, might need to go to the wardrobe, ugh
Yeah, somehow that never seemed to stop you in 1939.
Well, I guess that is what it's for. I'm sure it's got something.
Can you manage on your own?
[It's partly a tease - but partly an actual question. He's mostly sure B's over the overload he used to feel when faced with too many decisions, but it seems kindest to check in a roundabout way.]
[He winces at the last one, and considers just how embarrassed he ought to be at how obvious his problem with places like the wardrobe had been, back in the day.]
I'll be fine. Unless that was a thinly veiled request to come along because you missed me in which case I absolutely need your help
[Not embarrassed at all, in Steve's opinion - which is, admittedly, somewhat biased.
And then he spends several minutes waffling between the warring desires of wanting to see B up and moving, and not wanting to be breathing down his neck when B feels like no time has passed at all.]
I mean, only if you think you can trust my fashion advice.
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Do you and Annie need any help with the party? Got someone letting you into the Enclosure and all?
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You've got a bit of time to get your hair just right, though, pal. Don't worry if you need it.
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[Not that he hasn't fussed with it sometimes, anyway. Or had bad hair mornings. Mostly, though, he leaves it alone. That's why he hopped it all off, to begin with.]
Might take a while to pick the right jacket though. I don't got a lot of nice clothes in here, might need to go to the wardrobe, ugh
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Well, I guess that is what it's for. I'm sure it's got something.
Can you manage on your own?
[It's partly a tease - but partly an actual question. He's mostly sure B's over the overload he used to feel when faced with too many decisions, but it seems kindest to check in a roundabout way.]
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[He winces at the last one, and considers just how embarrassed he ought to be at how obvious his problem with places like the wardrobe had been, back in the day.]
I'll be fine. Unless that was a thinly veiled request to come along because you missed me in which case I absolutely need your help
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[Not embarrassed at all, in Steve's opinion - which is, admittedly, somewhat biased.
And then he spends several minutes waffling between the warring desires of wanting to see B up and moving, and not wanting to be breathing down his neck when B feels like no time has passed at all.]
I mean, only if you think you can trust my fashion advice.
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Not one bit but it might be funny to see what you suggest. Meet me down there in about 20?
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I'll be there.