He makes it sound so sweet

[Addison Sloane]

Chuckling at the guy's response, Addison ran her fingers through her hair. "What, the chance to take a bullet for me and then make out with me and then get a song dedicated to them? Chyeah no, not really no."

When he spewed out the many many puns that even she couldn't have thought of, Addison couldn't help the snort that came over her. "Stick to your music, bruh. Don't soil that career with your green puns." She shrugged before sliding her arm through his offered one.

Stranger danger far away from her mind, she pulled him out of the store and into the direction of the cafe close by.

"I'm Addison by the way. You play good."

[Rob Snow]

"Sounds like a lot o' work for one song," Rob replied. "I'd rather just blow your mind in other ways."

This time a smile instead of another wink, though his eyebrow twitched in just the slightest suggestion of a wink coming out. His pun run got a semi-punny retort and he just had to chuckle and click his tongue. "Who's to say my current career doesn't involve such wit?" He teased back. He'd used puns in his music before, though he usually preferred a different line of writing instead. As he always bragged though: his tongue was far and away his most skilled part. the compliments just rolled off without his even having to think much about it.

"Rob," he replied, adding a slight nod, "and I kiss better."

[Addison Sloane]

Addison looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I'd like to see you try." The smirk came once more, despite the fact that she was entering a territory she had not yet even lightly dipped her toe in.

"Oh so you're a clown? You should have said earlier." She waved a hand in his direction and chuckled in amusement. This guy was definitely something else. She wasn't sure how much of his flirting would make her crack eventually.

"Is that a hint that you'll be robbing me of my innocence, then?" She asked with a brief sideways glance.

[Rob Snow]

"Just keep going and you will," Rob replied, again without missing a beat. They'd started moving and Rob worked to direct them. the food court made the most sense to him, therefore it was to the foodcourt they were heading. She seemed to be enjoying the flirtations, giving as good as she got, which always amused Rob. It was more fun when they responded like this, not that Rob would turn away from someone who blushed demurely and skittered away from him.

"Do I look like a bandit?" Rob replied, arching his brows. "The only Rob in me is my name," he added a bit more posh to his accent, making it as refined as possible. "Rob Brendon Snow, musician and minstrel. And I won't be robbing anything," he leaned in slightly, letting his voice fall a little: "you'll be giving it to me."

[Addison Sloane]

Pursing her lips to stop herself from smiling too widely - though that usually ends up with her smiling even wider, she punched him lightly on his arm. "Don't tempt me, Lucifer. I ain't Sam."

She followed him wherever he was heading, laughing when he asked if he looked like a bandit. "Might as well be, stealing people's hearts with that voice of yours."

When he said his full name, she turned her head sharply and snorted. "Seriously? Your name is like three of the Stark boys, really?" She bit her lower lip and wriggled one eyebrow. Before she could go any further, Rob whispered something that made her flinch, only because it was so unexpected.

"Jesus H. Christ." Her grip on Rob's arm tightened just slightly before she jerked her body against the redhead. "You won't get anything if you continue being that creepy, creeper." She laughed it off, even though it did have an effect on her.

[Rob Snow]

Lucifer? Sam? That must be some kind of pop culture reference that Rob didn't quite get. He knew some of the broad stroke stuff, but it had never been his forte. Music, music he knew, but not stuff like... whatever that involved. He could smile easily enough, and that smile widened as she complimented him.

He did get the other joke, having experienced that when the show had started. "Yes, Winter is coming and my pet wolf's keeping my apartment safe," he had to grin at that. He really should look into adopting an impressive animal, one that could better lend to the illusion. He liked animals well enough; just didn't have one because it was awfully hard to travel. Would mean setting some roots, but dogs could be uprooted easily enough.

Seemed like he'd caused her to shiver slightly, claiming creepiness. That had Rob smirking. "Well, if you'd rather, I could be less creepy," he offered. He brought his hand up to rub his chin. "I may need some tips from you on that course. After all, you're the one who was drawing a crowd and having me use tree puns in an attempt to flirt, so clearly you're good at being welcoming and inviting."

[Addison Sloane]

She had long realised that her passion for Supernatural was something nobody quite understood and cared for so when he just smiled, she didn't take offence that he didn't get the reference.

"Ghost is not just a measly little wolf. You treat him with respect." Addison chided him half-jokingly.

So she was a weirdo who liked tv shows like whoa. She wasn't ashamed of it, so making fun of people or being made fun of for these things was just second nature to her.

"Oh you had me at Island in the Sun." She bit her lower lip once more, letting it slowly go before she grinned up at him.

"Are we getting something to eat? Is this our first date? Does my hair look okay?"

[Rob Snow]

"I feed him well," Rob replied solemnly, nodding, "and scoop his crap whenever he leaves it on the pavement," which he had no doubt he'd do. That was the downside of having a dog, and it was already coming to mind. He glanced over at the girl, quickly realizing that she was one of those who certainly had her pulse on pop culture and played fast and loose with the references. She also, as she soon referenced, knew her music and seemed enamored of that particular part. It certainly had Rob nodding.

The barrage of questions had him chuckling. He brought up his free hand to tick off his responses: "Yes. Possibly. Looks fine, though to tell, I'd have to smell it," he said this with a wide smile, lowering his hand and looking at her, "and you put a cease order on anything that could potentially be creepy."

[Addison Sloane]

"Such a gentleman. You'd do Daddy Stark proud." She said, chuckling lightly. She would have gone even further but she didn't need him to know just how much of a pop culture maven she was. Ashamed though she wasn't, she didn't need him to roll his eyes at her so she would stop with the referencing. They had just met! She didn't want to have to smack him for not being interested in the finer details of the zany adventures them Stark boys get into.

"Oh my, I get so much power on our first date? You are whipped into oblivion, m'boy." She nodded and grinned. "Though I really wouldn't mind calling people out on their creepy manoeuvres."

[Rob Snow]

The comment had Rob chuckling as well. It certainly helped that she herself had started in on it. Girl had a sense of humor, and that always added some more to the attraction level. Considering that she already happened to be fairly fetching, that just put her even higher up on the scale. Rob just had to hope that she didn't go quite too deep into the whole Game of Thrones business: his knowledge only stretched so far.

"You're assuming it is a first date," Rob replied, raising a finger and waving it in a slight admonishing fashion. "which seems quite presumptuous on your part. You may offend my sensibilities, talking like that. Assuming that my company is so easily bought and that my virtue passes so easily."

He sighed, shaking his head. "And you won't even let me sniff your hair. We're off to a horrible start, we are."

[Addison Sloane]

Addison let out a short giggle before rolling her eyes. "Whatever, English." She spoke, her tone quite playful. "For someone who just said you wanted to sniff my hair, your virtue is hardly something I worry about."

This was turning out quite well if she had to say so herself. Yes, she was a flirt and yes she really thought puns were the go to material in flirtation. And for someone to take everything in stride, especially one who could sing the way he did, Addison thought that was a pretty cool thing.

"Okay fine. One sniff. And not the creepy deep inhale either. And come off it, I'm totally not being presumptuous."

[Rob Snow]

"English?" he had to repeat, arching a brow. "Good ear on ya, luv, since I've been picking up everything between there and here," which was something of an understatement. Rob could actually butcher his way through about a dozen or so languages if pressed. He didn't foresee any of them being necessary for this current conversation though: his puns and good old english were working.

True, his virtue was being called into question. That had him chuckling wryly, but it wasn't as though he could really argue the point. he did have to arch a brow as she practically insisted that he take a sniff of her hair. Well, here they go then: "If you insist," Rob leaned right over then, took one light sniff, and pulled back. "Hmm, smells like..." he wrinkled his nose as if digesting and thoroughly thinking over the information. He let it mentally stew for several seconds, then nodded.

"It smells like... lady's shampoo."

[Addison Sloane]

Shrugging at what she wasn't sure was a compliment, Addison gave a small smile. "Process of elimination." She said with a chuckle. And it wasn't like it was hard. She didn't think that musicians had superhearing or anything but they did have a knack for hearing subtle inflections in speech.

When he actually took a sniff, Addison couldn't help but laugh in disbelief before her snort came back. "Very astute Mr. Snow. I'm glad your nose works well even if your virtue is now getting close to trial." She pushed against him once more but kept a tight grip on his arm.

"Oh there's a nice bistro over there. You could get a decent mug of hot chocolate topped with those mini marshmallows that spill out to the saucer. I like mini marshmallows."

[Rob Snow]

Hmm, process of elimination. Rob supposed that made enough sense. Wasn't like the world was filled with Indian gingers or anything along those lines. Boil it down and there were only so many places even someone with a lilt like Rob's could have come from.

onto the sniffing. That got a laugh, which was precisely what he'd been aiming for. "I did warn you," he pointed out at that. "These repeated attacks on my virtue are going to leave me feeling quite put out though. You may have to kiss my dignity to make it better."

Ah, but there was a hint as to where they were going: a bistro. Hot chocolate with marshmallows. "Truly does sound like a fun drink to be drinking," Rob agreed, nodding. He gestured once more with his free hand. "Lead on, Miss Addison, and I shall be the one buying you delicious marshmallows. Which hopefully makes up for the whole sniffing business though," he raised a hand to point at her, "you were the one being insistent on that. If I didn't know better, I'd think you had a thing for attractive young men sniffing you attentively." he clicked his tongue at that, half-smiling once more.

[Addison Sloane]

"You're just hankering for some good old fashioned loving from me and I don't put out on the first date. Oh I'm sorry, assuming this is the first date." She teased.

When he agreed, the brunette nodded and pulled him along with her. "It's a start." She lifted her chin indignantly and sniffed once. "You were the one complaining about your sullied virtue! I don't want any guilty conscience bugging me about that. You're a bad influence on me, Rob Snow." She said with a straight face before chuckling at how oddly fun it was to say his name.

They arrived at the bistro and were immediately seated near the windows. She ordered her hot chocolate and also a turkey sub. "Easy on the mayo, thanks."