Standing in front of the full length mirror, Brody runs his fingers through his hair. Having kept it short all these years, he had to make do with the fact he wouldn't be able to look like Flynn Rider anywhere near 100%, especially since he couldn't just buy the costumes, rather, go with clothes that he already had in his closet. But he would most certainly do his best. Picking up the moisturizer, he rubbed onto his smoothly shaved skin, having grown out his facial hair for the weekend. And now all that was left was stubble for a soul patch. Instinctively, his fingers rub on his chin, feeling it out as he wasn't used to it in the slightest.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, he picks up his dark brown boots and pulls them on, tucking his dark tan pants in. He then hops up to his feet, shaking his shoulders, cocking his head around and shaking his hands. It was a little routine he did before he pretended to be someone else. Rolling up his long sleeves, he furrows his eyebrows as much as he can before quirking his right and looking toward the closet mirror. His pearly whites are in FULL display, as he had to look as charming as possible, a quality that Brody knew he had in big doses.
"May I just say... Hi. How are YOU doing?"
"May I just say. Hi. How you doin'?"
Going through Flynn lines spread throughout the Tangled movie he had JUST watched three times in two days, he continues to practice in front of the mirror, being a perfectionist in that regard. The reason he had decided to dress up as Flynn Rider was because he knew Tangled was Brittany's favorite movie. It wasn't all that necessary for the two of them to have a good time, but he wanted to make each experience they had a different one to create a plethora of good memories. And give them something to talk about down the road.
Finding himself standing in front of the door to Brittany's home, he takes a stuffed green chameleon out of his pocket. "Sorry 'bout that, Pascal," He whispers towards  the animal, as if he was truly alive. Setting him softly on his right shoulder, he takes a step forward, knocking on her door three times in rhythm. Leaning against the door frame,  he then crosses his arms and intertwines his legs together slightly, posing exactly as how Flynn Rider would. Now, it was just a waiting game until she opened the door and saw her best friend dressed up as the main male character from her favorite movie. All she knew was that they'd be hanging out for the afternoon...
