[Thankfully, Clay's right on time. He wasn't sure exactly what to get in the first hour, and he dodged around his crewmates by shouting an I'M FINE and being done with it. In the second hour, he sort of figured something out. But still, it seems so... like a cop out, maybe.
But as he steps onto the cargo bay, hands behind his back, he looks and - Ah, there he is. His date. His date!]
Hey, hey! [He gives a big smile, all too happy to be here, and then ducks his head a bit as he moves in closer.] I, uh. Wasn't sure what you liked, so. Here.
[He holds out his offerings from behind his back: one of the black visors that the sponsors gave him, and one of the glowfish that the locals were selling. He really, really hopes it's a color Allen likes.]
Action; 8/16
But as he steps onto the cargo bay, hands behind his back, he looks and - Ah, there he is. His date. His date!]
Hey, hey! [He gives a big smile, all too happy to be here, and then ducks his head a bit as he moves in closer.] I, uh. Wasn't sure what you liked, so. Here.
[He holds out his offerings from behind his back: one of the black visors that the sponsors gave him, and one of the glowfish that the locals were selling. He really, really hopes it's a color Allen likes.]