he's just way too cool to be emotional ; CLOSED.

[carbonite]

WHO: Han Solo (carbonite) and Zeetana Zeetara (hexappeal)
WHERE: Some fancy place
WHEN: Some fancy time
WARNINGS: It's Zee and Han.
SUMMARY: Han finally gets a chance to catch up with his best friend.
FORMAT: Quick!



(Han wasn't the greatest with people's emotions, but when it came down to it, he could tell that something was up with Zee when she had texted about Klarion. He should have been "lets go out to dinner, Zee" (lets actually run out on the check, Zee) rather than showing up in front of her place with a suit on (she better appreciate this) and with the car that didn't break down (only the Falcon would know of the deception to its automotive counterpart).

It was an attempt at being fancy for her sake, and while he didn't bring flowers, he brought some spare beers in case things got too fancy. Hoping that nothing weird would attack him on his walk up to the front door, Han bravely walked where he

had actually walked a lot.

Except in a suit.)

Comments

[hexappeal]

[Zatanna wasn't quite as dressed up as he when she answers the door, just a somewhat plain little black dress (with some length). She's barefoot and when she steps back from the door frame, it's obvious that it's a little cold on her feet with how she moves.

There might also have been a visible swoon.]

Why, Mister Solo. What a pleasant surprise! [She gestures to the side with a tiny flourish.] You coming in, or what?

[carbonite]

Hey sweetheart, a little bird told me that you're actually home alone tonight. (Did that come on too strong? What did Han care, Zee was taken and he was

he was

he wasn't going to comment on his own relationships. He was absolutely thankful that Zatanna was there when he needed someone to hang around, and he was paging her back for it.)

Wanna go for a ride?

[hexappeal]

Home alone and you're trying to steal me away and out of it, huh? There you go again with your messy mixed signals.

[She nods a bit and holds a hand out only to have a pair of heels come floating to her.]

Am I under-dressed? Should I make it a little more snazzy? [She slips the heels on and gives him a good look-over. Ugh, men in suits. They make her heart pitter-patter. She leans in to straighten out his tie. It's a little too close.]

[carbonite]

Sweetheart, this isn't messy. (it really is a little messy. but, if it makes her feel better, isn't that what counts?)

You look just fine for where we're going to crash. (he does mean that quite literally because when you slip people money that you pickpocketed, you're bound to get somewhere.)

[hexappeal]

No, I'm sure it's was perfectly planned and I'm just the casualty of it all. [It does make her feel better. It's very sweet of him.]

You sure? I mean, you are in a very nice suit right now. [Again, really nice.] I'll hold you to it, flyboy. [She gives him a gentle push forward before slipping around him to close the door and exit her house.] Come on, then.

[carbonite]

Are you telling me that I'm a guy with a plan? (as flattering as that is, it meant that he was getting predictable.)

You think? James made me get it. (he looks down, trying not to find himself handsome but really that's so hard. he even opens a door for her:)

After you, Zee.