Tim grinned, you looked good. Like, really good. He was surprised you'd agreed to go to this gala with him. You usually didn't like the stuffy environment filled with people who had more money than they knew what to do with. He held an arm out for you before clearing his throat, "Um. We should probably get going. But you look great, actually. More than great. I'm rambling aren't I?" He hangs his head in defeat before using his free arm to motion toward the limo, "Let's go."