His hair slightly disheveled, Gael grinned at Michi, reaching down to hold her hand, slipping his fingers between hers. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm a little thirsty," he replied with a wink. He tilted his head in the direction of the refreshment table. "Shall we?"
"I'm not surprised," he said, grin widening as he squeezed her hand back.
"So am I." He released her hand to pour them both a cup of pumpkin juice. "By the way, have I told you yet how amazing and beautiful you look tonight?"
"Why thank you," she said accepting the cup of pumpkin juice and leaning into him a little.
She was surprised that he could still make her blush though her face was already flushed. "Ahh," she said leaning into him a little. "Thanks. You look rather dashing tonight as well. Purple suits you."
"You are quite welcome," he replied warmly, giving her a little nuzzle.
He slipped his free arm around her waist once he poured his own drink. "Why thank you," he said with a smile. "I think we make quite a fetching pair," he went on, somewhat goofily.
She nuzzled him back, wrapping her free arm around his waist as well, giggling at his goofiness. "Of course we make a fetching pair, all these other pairs are simply darling, but we're fetching," she said with a silly little grin.
She sipped on her juice and took a look around the dance floor to see if any of her friends had made their way in yet. Then she focused on Gael again with a little smile. "Your hair looks cute like this," she giggled.
He grinned back at her happily, leaning down to nuzzle her a little. "You took the words right out of my mouth."
He took a sip of his own juice, likewise glancing around the room. He turned back to her when she began speaking though, smiling back and then laughing. "Yeah," he asked, lifting his arm from her waist to run a hand through his hair. "Well, I happen to have an expert stylist," he teased with a grin.
Michi was pretty positive he was perfect in every way possible. With a little grin she leaned into him more heavily and sighed contentedly. "Right?"
She giggled and gave his hair another little tussle. "It's charming," she grinned. "I'm glad you like my work though. I probably could have gone to cosmetology school," she joked. "My hands alone created a masterpiece," she giggled.