Spectrum dropped into the chair, but bounced straight back up again with a series of crazy gestures, culminating in a hand against the front of the armour and a series of quick strokes spelling "F-I-T-C-H". "So that's why you had to to go and disappear like a dork," Alex replied. Spectrum's head shook vigorously, and a thumb got pointed over the left shoulder with a hand fanned at the neck shortly after.

"Yes, you totally are," Alex replied, pressing the point on Spectrum's faceplate where the nose would be. "But you're a cute dork. Maybe, I don't know, try talking to him? Outside of the job, y'know?" Spectrum's armour went white, and the head shook again, a hand tapping the forehead and passing down over the helmet.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Alex responded. "You are not boring and plain. You. Are. Beautiful. And. Awesome." Spectrum got whirled around by the shoulders, Alex pointing the armoured Epic right at Dragon Heart. "Now go talk to him, or I'll make you go talk to him."

Spectrum spun, breaking out of her grip. Jabbing the thumb over the left shoulder again, a tap of the head and a spin on the finger followed by a covering of the eyes. After a moment, an hourglass gesture was combined with the pointing. Alex sighed. "Have you [I]seen[/I] him? [I]Listened[/I] to him? I thought you were nuts over him. He obviously is into girls. He just isn't a man-slut."

Spectrum raised an eyebrow, one of the few expressions clear through the mask. "A what?" The first words on this side of the conversation, but the face was enough for Alex.

"He doesn't sleep with every girl who wants to spread them for him, Spec," She explained. "He's classy, I guess. I don't know, you're the one crazy for him and you need to go talk to him. I mean, hell, I'll give you forceful alone time if you want." 

Spectrum described a large circle using a sweep of one hand, then dropped the other right through the centre. "No," Alex responded. "But I can open a door for you two to have a private conversation. Just say it's important." Spectrum looked over at Dragon Heart, mingling in the crowd. The thought was tempting, to let him see her, rather than the armour. But the thought of taking off the armour now - when it hated clothes like it did - sent a fresh wave of embarrassment and white light through the armour. When had Spectrum decided to keep it under control today? When had that decision been forgotten?

Taking a deep breath in, Spectrum gathered all the courage available and willed the armour to blank again, walking over to Dragon Heart.