[ Well, he's said his line, the other man has said his line.....what's next again? He chances another look down at his script, squinting as he tries to make out the smudged instructions.
march forward, grab the woman, give her a kiss—wait just one minute, a kiss??
His eyes dart from the script to Red, then back to the script, back to Red, and then finally back to the script once more, his face paling. Why, he could never make such a bold move upon any woman without first acquiring her permission? How preposterous.
Perhaps....
He marches forward, ignoring the other man as per instruction, and says, with slightly more feeling this time: ]
I am the only man for you. Let me prove it to you, with [ he can't do it, he can't say a kiss ] a hug.
[ And then he proceeds to very daintily curl his arms around her, except that he may as well be forming a hula hoop around her with how much space he's leaving between them. What kind of garbage hug is this? ]
this is also a disaster, everything is a disaster
march forward, grab the woman, give her a kiss—wait just one minute, a kiss??
His eyes dart from the script to Red, then back to the script, back to Red, and then finally back to the script once more, his face paling. Why, he could never make such a bold move upon any woman without first acquiring her permission? How preposterous.
Perhaps....
He marches forward, ignoring the other man as per instruction, and says, with slightly more feeling this time: ]
I am the only man for you. Let me prove it to you, with [ he can't do it, he can't say a kiss ] a hug.
[ And then he proceeds to very daintily curl his arms around her, except that he may as well be forming a hula hoop around her with how much space he's leaving between them. What kind of garbage hug is this? ]