Armani stares intensely at the bottle as Laszlo spins it, silently repeating his own name to try to will it into existence. It's not that he'd be jealous if Laszlo went into the hot air balloon with someone else... But he'd also really really hate it.
When the bottle lands on him, he lets out a gleeful little laugh and claps excitedly. (Was that too much? Too obvious? Too desperate? Things to fret about in the morning, but not right now.) He springs from his seat, wings fluttering to keep him balanced, and reaches across the circle to offer Laszlo both his hands to help him up.
Laszlo exhales in relief. Armani is one of the least threatening options, and his excitement is contagious. Laszlo lets himself get caught up in it and smiles in a way that's not even forced. It's honestly not hard for Armani to pull him to his feet. A dancer's a lot stronger than a certified nerd. Laszlo's own wings spread and flap a bit as he gets up, endangering everyone who was sitting next to him. The huge feathery things make his loom especially powerful tonight. "Hello, Armani."
He keeps a hold of one of Armani's hands, and something of the wealthy gentleman in him surfaces as he uses it to help Armani into the basket first.
Armani hovers just a few inches off the ground, carried by his wings as they make their way toward the balloon. He doesn't let go of Laszlo's hand.
"Sweet of you," he praises as Laszlo helps him into the basket. Maybe he could've flown in just fine by himself, but it would be a crime to waste an opportunity like this. He takes his time, very carefully stepping in, and turns to help Laszlo-- who probably needs it more-- in as well.
Once they're both in, he smooths the sides of Laszlo's wings to make sure the feathers haven't been caught on anything, especially any moving parts. He's not sure if Laszlo could be hurt by them in the Pocket Dimension, but he worries all the same.
While Zadie utters a surprised little squeak when Laszlo's spin lands on her, she quickly decides that this isn't a big deal. It could very easily be worse. And...at least she knows Laszlo is a good kisser? She looks at the bottle and then back at the boy and tucks her hair behind one ear, waiting to see what he'll do.
Oh. This isn't good. It's not as bad as it could be. But it's not ideal. Like Zadie, he settles on it not being a big deal, but with a lot less confidence and poise.
After a silent moment, he leans in (then freezes for a second) and gives her a peck. "Was that—enough?"
💋💋 LASZLO 💋💋 - Poppy, Zadie, Armani, OPEN
💋💋 LASZLO & ARMANI 💋💋
When the bottle lands on him, he lets out a gleeful little laugh and claps excitedly. (Was that too much? Too obvious? Too desperate? Things to fret about in the morning, but not right now.) He springs from his seat, wings fluttering to keep him balanced, and reaches across the circle to offer Laszlo both his hands to help him up.
💋💋 LASZLO & ARMANI 💋💋
He keeps a hold of one of Armani's hands, and something of the wealthy gentleman in him surfaces as he uses it to help Armani into the basket first.
💋💋 LASZLO & ARMANI 💋💋
"Sweet of you," he praises as Laszlo helps him into the basket. Maybe he could've flown in just fine by himself, but it would be a crime to waste an opportunity like this. He takes his time, very carefully stepping in, and turns to help Laszlo-- who probably needs it more-- in as well.
Once they're both in, he smooths the sides of Laszlo's wings to make sure the feathers haven't been caught on anything, especially any moving parts. He's not sure if Laszlo could be hurt by them in the Pocket Dimension, but he worries all the same.
"Are you okay with heights?"
💋💋 LASZLO & ZADIE 💋💋
💋💋 LASZLO & ZADIE 💋💋
After a silent moment, he leans in (then freezes for a second) and gives her a peck. "Was that—enough?"