#[Ray is preferred! I feel like they would like that over Fake] ⭐️

[rayplacement]

Woah.

Well, Rayman now knows she really likes the orange juice! He couldn't help but stifle out a small chuckle, covering his mouth in the process to try and stay mannered. It was quite funny and perhaps a bit adorable?(/p)

"Well then, if you don't mind trying some, luckily for you I have a whole set of drinks near the bar area~ I won't go too on the strong alcohol scale."

To him, having a bar area at the side of his penthouse LINED with all kinds of different beverages was like having a whole lot of trophy's against a wall.

He scrummaged through them one by one, picking out ones he found to match the current vibe and ones that may cater to the frog's liking. Not too strong, but not so weak.

Beer? No. Wine? Certainly! One of his favorites. And the color appeased him. Perhaps an alcoholic margarita would be fine as well. A small Mojito to accompany it.

He set the beverages down ontop of his coffee table that sat nicely in the middle of the main room of his house; infront sat a huge TV.

He gently took their free hand and lead them to the soft sofa. He went in front of the amphibian and put his floating hands over their shoulders, sitting him down with ease, no force in sight.

" There, now you're settled. Let me just find something cheesy for you to watch..." Said he, going over discs and tapes to find a good one.

Mmm.... Titanic? Eeee.....eh. That one is seen as a classic. Perhaps they have seen it or took a liking to it. Or maybe it was too over the top. {How cliche}

He got up and put the disc in, sitting beside his company now. Clapping twice, the lights in the penthouse went dimmer.

" There! You got your movie. A few drinks as well from yours truly. Anything else you'd like...?"

He was used to pleasing and entertaining people and wanted to make sure he was doing a good job at all times, no matter what. He awaited for her answer to feel satisfied.

Poke poke

" 𝐄𝐡?- "

The blonde shook his head, catching himself blankly zoning out. His expression went from neutral to a bit sour from annoyance. He looked over beside him to see the frog assassin casually poking him.

"Easy on the attire..." He mumbled, straightening his bowtie a smidgen to the correct position and dusted his purple suit off a tad. No need to hide his true demeanor now after all.

" Do you need something? Boredom is eating at you? Or did you just want to pester someone?" Asked he, awaiting for an excused response from the other.