[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

You place a wing on Timothy’s shoulder, the dog looking over at you.

POLKA DOT: Tim, let me give you some romance advice.
TIMOTHY: …have you ever been in a relationship?
 

...sort of.

POLKA DOT: Irrelevant.
 

That gets an amused giggle out of Willow- or at least, you think that’s what the string of beeps and chimes is. 

POLKA DOT: You gotta be brave! Gotta look inside yourself and yeah, you’re anxious, but you’re gonna face it anyway!
TIMOTHY: Okay…okay!
TIMOTHY: But what do I…do.
POLKA DOT: Hmmm…
POLKA DOT: You could wait until the cafe’s really full, maybe when there’s no individual tables left, and ask if you can sit with him.
POLKA DOT: Not sure if that’s too calculated, though.
TIMOTHY: Yeah, I dunno…
TIMOTHY: Besides, he usually comes in with his robot friend, and they look like they’re always having serious conversations…
TIMOTHY: I don’t want to intrude on that!
POLKA DOT: What other places does he hang out other than the cafe, then?
TIMOTHY: Uh…I think he does laundry?
WILLOW: Wait…is he a white bear with blue accents?
TIMOTHY: Yeah!
WILLOW: That’s Devo. Sometimes our shifts line up.
WILLOW: He came in with his robot friend Roulette, and off shift they’re pretty inseparable. 
WILLOW: I’m pretty sure they’re just friends, but it’s well known at this point that they hang out a lot.
 

That’s definitely the pair I met earlier…they must have been working their own shifts.

WILLOW: Not sure what you’d have to do to talk to Devo alone, short of interrupting him at work or finding out when he has time off to himself.
WILLOW: Or, you know…you could try talking to both…Roulette seems nice too, though I’ve never talked to it short of a passing hello.