Joy turned another page.
"When you met the florist in Lawdorm, you told her, 'I'm looking for a very specific flower. It's called a 'Date-with-You.' Do you happen to have any in stock for Friday night.'"
"And when you met the widow from the hunters guild, you said—"
"Alright, alright!" Cassius cut in quickly, flustered. His usual composure cracked under the barrage. "You've made your point, Saintess. No need to read every compliment I've ever given."
"Actually, I've barely covered half. There's a lot more."
Joy dryly mentioned which made Maria along with some other nuns curious and they were already planning on taking a look at the file later to read them all.
But Aqua on the other hand was bothered by something else.
"Cassius…" Aqua said, shaking her head. "You've really been saying things like that to women?"
Cassius looked at awkwardly. "They sounded better in the moment."
Joy shut the report with a crisp snap. "I doubt that."
