She was so pretty.
Wilbur couldn't get over it, honestly. Not in the 'wow-I-have-a-crush' way, because that was Magiore's wife and that would be about as weird (he'd basically already categorized her away as family), but in the mind blowing way. Like, how wasn't
she in a movie?
And she liked Friends. Or she knew he liked it anyway, and she'd gone to the trouble of getting to know him.
Oh, right. A question. He kind of fumbled with it, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "A couple of years. I kind of dropped the ball for awhile - I had an acting opportunity and then this thing and that happened, so I was off the grid for awhile." Again. Gotten robbed blind and had to crawl home. Wasn't going to say that, especially to Bosslady. He wanted to look like a good resource, not a putz. "I was super bummed when I came back and heard Bossma - Magiore, " because she probably had no idea what that was about yet, although it felt kind of weird using his name by now. His tongue stuck a little. "got married and all. I really wish I'd been here; I'm really sorry. I definitely owe you two a really great wedding gift."
Rambling! He was doing that! "But anyway, I'm back now and trying my best - how did you guys meet, though?" He propped his elbows on his table, chin on his hands, and looked at her basically starry eyed. "I never got to hear the story."
