The results are instant.
Austin's eyes open and he looks around blearily, blinking his eyes several times. First off, this place didn't look like his apartment at /all/. The smells were off, too. This place smelled nice, but he knew it wasn't his house.
The cute girl staring at him also drew his attention, because he had /no idea/ who she was...though she reminded him of someone he'd worked with before.
He saw the lit candle and the food, then looked between the lasagna and the girl. The girl and the lasagna. The lasagna and the girl.
Holy shit. Did I just get kidnapped by a fan? Be cool. Don't set her off or she might say the knockout word again.
"Um...hi." Austin says, trying on his most charming smile.
"You look so different without your costume on."
What? Way to go. She's going to kill you now.
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