[Laslow has no idea what this is. He and Keaton (and why Keaton, why not Odin or Selena, they were with him last) had arrived in this city just last night and had decided to visit the fair to see what it was like.
Big. Big was a good word. He was so dazed and distracted by the...everything that it was easy for the mascots to sit him down at a table and explain what speed dating was.
Well, he understood "dating", at least.
Laslow smiles charmingly at every girl who sits across from him, determined to flirt as he always had. Maybe this time he wouldn't get slapped.
(Guys just get a friendly smile and brief conversation until it's time to move on.)
Job Fair
[Jobs sound good, honestly. Laslow knows they'll need more money soon and he can't count on Keaton to get a job, so that means it's up to him.
Too bad he has no idea what half of this stuff is.
He looks at the various papers in front of him, wide-eyed and slightly panicked.]
What the hell is an ID number...
Wandering
[Of course, he's also just wandering around the fair until he finds someone playing music. It's different than what he's used to, but it's still not long before he's moving to the beat and half-dancing as he watches the performers]
OTA
[Laslow has no idea what this is. He and Keaton (and why Keaton, why not Odin or Selena, they were with him last) had arrived in this city just last night and had decided to visit the fair to see what it was like.
Big. Big was a good word. He was so dazed and distracted by the...everything that it was easy for the mascots to sit him down at a table and explain what speed dating was.
Well, he understood "dating", at least.
Laslow smiles charmingly at every girl who sits across from him, determined to flirt as he always had. Maybe this time he wouldn't get slapped.
(Guys just get a friendly smile and brief conversation until it's time to move on.)
Job Fair
[Jobs sound good, honestly. Laslow knows they'll need more money soon and he can't count on Keaton to get a job, so that means it's up to him.
Too bad he has no idea what half of this stuff is.
He looks at the various papers in front of him, wide-eyed and slightly panicked.]
What the hell is an ID number...
Wandering
[Of course, he's also just wandering around the fair until he finds someone playing music. It's different than what he's used to, but it's still not long before he's moving to the beat and half-dancing as he watches the performers]