“I’m not sure you needed rescuing,” he says with ease. “I wasn’t the only bidder.”
When she brings up his auction however, Steve’s smile grows into something a little more self-depreciating. “To be honest, I … I was a little surprised it went as far as it did.”
Steve isn’t oblivious. It’s clear that the posters and Teela and something else all together had given him a sense of popularity here. But the poor, skinny kid from Brooklyn has never looked in the mirror and thought of himself as Special, or good-lookin’, or notable in any way. So while he’d expected bids, he really hadn’t expected the back and forth, or how high the final price got to be.
“We could try to do one of the ones you taught me,” he says, not really minding if they don’t move to the music the right way, even if it’ll make things harder. “Otherwise, I only know one other.”
The thought makes him glance around the room momentarily, as Steve looks towards the bar to see if someone was still drinking there. But there’s nothing he can do about that now.
“I didn’t think they’d be able to recreate it. But no,” he says, walking her towards a spot on the floor. “I don’t have the right to wear something different when everyone else has to wear jumpsuits.”
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When she brings up his auction however, Steve’s smile grows into something a little more self-depreciating. “To be honest, I … I was a little surprised it went as far as it did.”
Steve isn’t oblivious. It’s clear that the posters and Teela and something else all together had given him a sense of popularity here. But the poor, skinny kid from Brooklyn has never looked in the mirror and thought of himself as Special, or good-lookin’, or notable in any way. So while he’d expected bids, he really hadn’t expected the back and forth, or how high the final price got to be.
“We could try to do one of the ones you taught me,” he says, not really minding if they don’t move to the music the right way, even if it’ll make things harder. “Otherwise, I only know one other.”
The thought makes him glance around the room momentarily, as Steve looks towards the bar to see if someone was still drinking there. But there’s nothing he can do about that now.
“I didn’t think they’d be able to recreate it. But no,” he says, walking her towards a spot on the floor. “I don’t have the right to wear something different when everyone else has to wear jumpsuits.”