Observant as he is, the engineer catches the tilt of her lips, and returns it with an edge of his own. ❝ It comes natural, perhaps a knee-jerk reflex, but my compliments are earned, my dear. And no, I can’t say she’s as partial if I am going to continue being entirely honest with you - I am not afraid to confess my shortcomings.  ❞  

                 Under dressed as he was, the black turtleneck and scarf tended to be his go-to, considering though – he had arrived just meeting the change of seasons. Out of anything, though, he was enjoying how forward she was – and accepted the ever so courteous invitation to sit beside her. Even though he was the one that held doors open in his world – chivalrous. 

                Seated in her rather fancy looking car, adjusting to the unfamiliar leather, given his own cars had different interiors – but there seemed to be a lot of YELLOW in this one, in particular. Head turned, to a slight angle to keep his eyes focused on the fashionista with such intrigue. 

                ❝ And shall I continue referring to you as Janet or do you prefer Ms Van Dyne… ❞