When you and Leon got together, he’s never been happier. He’s going to marry you someday, he’s sure of it. But he hates when people tell him he could do better. To him, you’re so gorgeous, so loving, learning his likes and dislikes. Cooking his favorites, joining his hobbies, he loves you inside and out. So he always has this look of disgust if anyone else flirts with him or you.

“I got your drink love, did you miss me?” Leon asked, sitting at the table in the little shop for your date.