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Not really. You are kinda cute though.

I wasn't going for cute, dude! I was going for badass-

Woah... are you a ROBOT?

Well you look kind of fuzzy and cute instead. The glasses make your eyes all big and adorable.

Uh.... yeah?

You look like a confused rat.

[ Charlie decides it's alright if this awesome robot thinks he's cute and fuzzy. That's pretty much the same thing as being a badass. ]

I'll let you call me all that stuff if we hang out. Robots are the best! I knew you guys existed.

Want a beer?

Oh yeah? In a good sensual way?

[Wow someone thinks she's awesome. What a time to be alive]

Okay! We can go do a bunch of stuff! Like watch TV and go out dancing!

... What's beer?

Maybe you'll get rusty if you drink something... we should go dancing! I'm a great dancer but I never danced with a robot before.

You're a girl robot, right? You're pink. [ Charlie adjusts his glasses with a little grin. A real robot! The gang's never going to believe him. ]

in an adorable way maybe.

I think they make you look adorable more than badassed.

You think I'm adorable? [ No way! ]

Dude... these glasses are a chick magnet!

Is it because I look like a lawyer or a professor? But, like, an adorable one?

I don't think we rust unless we're sick... I'm a great dancer! I danced at all the clubs on Vos!

I'm... a femme? Is that the same as a girl?

[ Gwen smiles and reaches out to fix Charlie's glasses. ]

I'd say you look like a professor who teaches law. As for a chick magnet, I wouldn't say that.

[ They're a little big for Charlie's face. He grins. ]

Really? That's even better than a normal lawyer!

...are you sure? Usually pretty ladies and womens just avoid me and go all 'you smell like garbage' and they're right 'cause I love hunting for treasures in the garbage.

Yeah...! I think so.

What's your favorite music to dance on? [ Charlie kind of wants to do the robot with her. ]

[ Gwen leaves them where they look just about right. With a warm smile on her face, tilts her head off to the side as she takes Charlie in for a moment. ]

Yes, a professor of law is far better than a normal lawyer. They're far more interested in teaching rules instead of sitting there in a stuffy courtroom. [ She waves her hand in the air. ]

There's someone out there for everyone. And I'm sure there's a lovely lady out there who loves rummaging through rubbish bins for treasures.

It sucks that you need to read to be a lawyer. Like, why is that even important if you're this great lawyer professor guy.

[ Charlie huffs, before the grin returns. ] That'd be awesome... but most girls don't like stuff like trash and worms.

People would end up forgetting all of those laws they made if they didn't write them down.

[ Gwen continues to smile, and she gives Charlie a reassuring pat on the shoulder. ] Trust me, theirs women who love stuff like trash and worms. It just depends on where you're looking for a girlfriend.

Do you like trash and worms, lady? Is that what you're saying? [ Charlie flinches a little when he's pat, he's not entirely comfortable with touch even if she's pretty. ]

We're into a lot of the same things! Worms, trash, lawyerings.

I've got nothing against worms, but my husband has a thing for bringing his own treasures home. So see, there's hope for you to find a pretty girl who likes worms, trash, and lawyerings.

Is your husband some kind of exotic worm merchant? [ Charlie's disappointment at her being married is quickly replaced by interest in something else entirely. ]

Maybe I should dig up worms and sell them to impress women. Maybe the waitress will like that!

He's a truck driver, and I'm sure at one point or another he delivered worms to some bloke who needed them.

[ Gwen laughs. ] I'm sure they'll love them. Just tell them it will make them the worms will remove wrinkles or be great for weight loss.

I don't like truck drivers, one tried to touch my fanny once. [ Charlie admits, before sitting on a nearby bench. ] You need to be careful!

Maybe I should lose some weight... by eating worms. [ He gives his tummy a poke. ]

I'll be sure to make sure he keeps his hands off my fanny for now on. [ Gwen joins him on the bench, there's no need to be rude and interrupt the conversation. ]

There yeah go! I'll sure those waitresses would be impressed, especially if they see the truth in worm eating.

But you guys are married... that's different. [ Charlie's stomach grumbles a little, though he could probably use a proper meal rather than worms. He's been walking around all day, angry at his friends at the pub about something or another. ]

Maybe she'll eat worms with me! That'd be awesome. That's the kind of woman I'd marry.

[ Gwen didn't catch the sound of Charlie's stomach as it grumbles. She still continues to smile, and she looks out over at the people on the street. ]

I'm sure you'd convince her if she doesn't enjoy the taste of worms already.

Okay.

[He'd know, right?]

Uh... club music!

[It's a pitying kind of adorable. But then you might take even that.]

kinda I guess?

Club music? That stuff's kinda lame... if I make a song, will you dance to that?

[ He grins hopefully. ]

[ He'll take it. Enjoy your new stalker, lady! ]

Do you need to borrow my glasses? Dude... you're way too pretty to think that of me!

Are you high?

Worms taste pretty bad but you still feel like a badass after eating them. [ He shuffles a little closer, clearly considering to hug her. ]

[It wouldn't be the first time, she's ok with this. No really.]

I get accused of insanity more often, which might be true

Everyone thinks I'm crazy all the time. It's because I eat worms sometimes... who doesn't?

Or maybe because I'm obsessed with cat hair.

they should have a more open mind, I think. Everyone has their quirks.

[ Gwen doesn't make an effort to move from her seat on the bench. She continues to smile, and she goes to dig her hand into her pocket. She swore she had some gummy candies in there from earlier in the weak.

And just her luck that she is able to pull out a packet of neon colored gummy worms that she hands over to Charlie. ] I'm sure these would taste better than the real ones, and my daughter can't get enough of these.

[ Charlie takes the gummy worms eagerly, grinning and distracted from his hug attempt... for now. He stuffs them into his mouth, mmf. ]

They're- they're good! Candy's the shit. You're a great mom, lady!