@strangcrdoctor ---"Hey Strange. Wanna help me cross the street?" Takes his hand instead of his arm. Ninja sneaky.
“If what I’m hearing is that Columbia Med has taught me how to cross New York City streets better than Columbia Law has taught you to, then I’ll gladly take it,” he returned, folding his fingers between Matt’s and leading him dutifully in and around the yelping, self-convinced traffic.
“Or were you just hoping to romantically lead me to your favorite coffee shop? Wherein I could buy you your favorite latte in Midtown?” he asked, torn between being dilatory and approving.
“Must be the MD,” Matt quipped back dryly, shooting a grin in the other man’s direction as he slid his other hand to rest over Strange’s arm while his other still held his hand. “See? No way I would have been able to get us through that with such grace --- thought you did step in someone’s gum,” he snickered, the stale scent of Juicy Fruit coming from the doctor’s boot.
“Now that you mention it, that coffee shop is just down the block and I’ve been dying to get you to buy me a drink.” Well, not really that sort of drink but that could come later that night if Stephen was amenable.
