@ehrendame sent: [FLIRT }: to explore the romantic side of a relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap in order to express their feelings clearly.
Even though alcohol was involved, João can say, without a doubt that he had not anticipated this turn of events... Although perhaps he should have. After all, there are few that are as taken with him as the Germanic woman was.
She settles into his lap as if she had done so hundreds of times before, though this was (as far as he can recall) a first for her... Or, close to it perhaps. Still, he laughs, not unkindly but certainly amused. If not for the wine in his left hand, it might have joined his other around her waist comfortably, but alas. If theres one thing the Portuguese man will not put down it is a glass of wine. So instead, his right hand moves around her, warm palm settling on the outside of her knee comfortably.
He has to look up now, just a little to look into her eyes, hazy with the liquid courage she's been sucking down quite rapidly all night. She'd always been a flirtatious one... Not the most common trait amongst the germanics, but João wasnt complaining. It was always fun, and he can't deny that he enjoyed the attention.
"Boa noite," he greets, hazel eyes sparkling in mirth, a lazy smile pulling its way onto his lips. "Comfortable?"
