“What..? I’m nothing special,”

Levi says, his Southern accent thickening. He’s taken aback by the compliment. His father has always discouraged him from being flirty.

He doesn’t usually get noticed by girls, his thoughts are all scattered.

"W-well, thanks, darlin'. " Levi fumbles, clearly surprised by the sudden compliment. He isn't used to getting complimented, especially by a pretty lady.

"You're... real good-lookin' yourself, darlin'.. You work at the diner?" He asks.