"Oh fudgesticks."

The voice she heard from behind her stopped her boggling thoughts and she immediately closed her eyes. Maybe she was just going crazy? It sure as hell seemed like it. Nah, that can’t be Poke. He probably killed himself going through all these world traveling he was talking about. And so, Melanie turned and opened her eyes, blinking as her eyed laid on him. “… I- Well– Not anymore.” Short stopped and choked on her words. What a wonderful reunion.

I might have gone a bit overboard.  He couldn’t remember the last time Melanie ever stuttered like that(Does she even stutter?  Holy crap, I made her stutter.  My God, Poke, why are you happy about this, sort your priorities).  Deciding not to drag on the silence between them, broken only by the noises from the crowd and the loud music, he spoke again, going along with their little 'game'.  “...So.  You finally found him, then?”  

But—- she felt something. Well, of course, she knew that she felt eyes on her. For dust’s sake, she already stood out by the way she dressed. Although, this certain feeling was different. It felt like familiarity, which is odd because she isn’t exactly friendly with a lot of people. At this moment, she opened her eyes once more, scanning the area for someone or something that was causing her this eerie feeling.

That's when he realized he forgot to plan out what he should say. So he resorted to doing what felt natural. Improvise. "Looking for someone?" ...God, that doesn't feel as cool as it looks in the movies.

“Is there anything to do?” And for a moment, she closed her eyes and waited. Waiting for something fun to come along… or something to lighten up her night.

There was a time where Poke would have waltzed through the crowd, without a care in the world. Now, he kept to himself, as if he were trying to hide from everyone. Hands in his pockets, arms close to his body as he muttered frustratedly. Already, he was having second thoughts on entering the building. You'd think a girl like her would stand out in a crowd like this... With a sigh, he stopped, looking up at the ceiling for no particular reason. Then he spotted her, on the second floor, leaning against the rail. ...Oh, she's not in one. Now came the hard part. Should he approach her? Or just stay down there, staring awkwardly and hoping she'd notice?

    “But can’t you just… love someone every day? Why does this day even have to exist? I understand that love is a strong emotion an all… And maybe it does get people to confess but it’s just so… I dunno how to explain it.” 

      "No worries, I understand completely. Valentines Day wasn't the only holiday I didn't understand. I think maybe Halloween confused me the most...Well, whatever. Atleast take the chance to celebrate today in some way. Go kiss someone."

     ” But shouldn’t you show love to that person every day? I might be a dragon but damn humans are startin’ to get really confusing with this stuff.” 

      "Speaking as a not-human, I thought it was pretty weird, too, but apparently, it's also a day to confess your love to someone. Not only that, but it's just...Not a regular day. At all Love is thrown everywhere."

    ” Am I supposed to know…? I don’t remember celebrating anything called that when I was young.” 

"If you're someone that likes someone else, you'll definitely want to know what it is. It's basically a day you spend with someone else to make their day special in some way."

     ”What is everyone’s deal today..? Did I miss something… ‘cause all this lovey stuff might make me sick.”

      "Kaida, are you seriously telling me that you don't know what Valentines day is?"