Loki waving the towel away from her face was a reaction she'd expected, so she patted at his face again, lightly and teasingly hitting both cheeks with the towel. "Are you sure? Are you sure you princes know how to get it all?" She teased. "I think I saw some behind your ears, your highness." She was grinning widely as she said it, and glanced up to realize that a good chunk of the diner were watching her with Loki in either a blatantly obvious sort of way, or very demurely looking at her out of the corner of one eye. It wasn't something she minded necessarily, though she was glad that leaving Storybrooke to return to the Nexus was an option. Sticking around for the tidal wave of questions that would follow Loki's leaving town would not be a pleasant thing, she had to think.
"I would think she had to be," Ruby said. "Since she was responsible for all of this, generally speaking." Ruby made a gesture toward Loki, though it was meant to indicate his intelligence, wit, and princely bearing rather than the good looks that were presumably a miracle of genetics. Ruby wasn't an unconfident woman, and she felt like she could be suitably charming enough to at least make Loki's mother not dislike her upon sight, though it did not negate her nerves entirely. It boiled down to wanting to impress Loki's mother, and all the apprehension that went along with offering oneself up to someone who was so respected and who's opinion carried such weight with Loki. "Does your mother have your leather kink? I don't think I've seen any regal, gorgeous, queenly types decked out in black leather. Well, except for you that day I found you in the gardens, but that's a moot point."
Granny was studying Loki obviously, no doubt making all sort of assumptions and generalizations, but letting none of them show on her face as she looked him over. Ruby had to wonder if Granny had always been so suspicious of men, and if so, how she'd ever managed to have a husband and start a family. "I run a bed and breakfast. You probably saw it on your way in, " Granny said. "If you'll be staying the night, it's the only place in town to rent a room so you can talk to me about that, if you would like." A smile formed on Granny's face as she studied Loki for a beat more, then turned to look at Ruby. "There are other customers in the diner today, Ruby," Granny said, not unpleasantly but Ruby understood it was a reprimand for paying such singular attention to Loki. "If you've brought him his chocolate, leave the man in peace and do your work."
"I was just getting ready to do some rounds," Ruby said, smiling with forced brightness at Granny. "Loki and I weren't talking for that long."
"Uh huh," Granny said, then stared at Ruby until she sighed and picked up her notepad before walking out from behind the counter to approach her first table and collect their glasses for refills. When Ruby was out of earshot, Granny looked back at Loki and said, "My Granddaughter isn't looking for a relationship. Not the sort that only lasts a single night, or otherwise. You're welcome to stay, but please keep that in mind."
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"I would think she had to be," Ruby said. "Since she was responsible for all of this, generally speaking." Ruby made a gesture toward Loki, though it was meant to indicate his intelligence, wit, and princely bearing rather than the good looks that were presumably a miracle of genetics. Ruby wasn't an unconfident woman, and she felt like she could be suitably charming enough to at least make Loki's mother not dislike her upon sight, though it did not negate her nerves entirely. It boiled down to wanting to impress Loki's mother, and all the apprehension that went along with offering oneself up to someone who was so respected and who's opinion carried such weight with Loki. "Does your mother have your leather kink? I don't think I've seen any regal, gorgeous, queenly types decked out in black leather. Well, except for you that day I found you in the gardens, but that's a moot point."
Granny was studying Loki obviously, no doubt making all sort of assumptions and generalizations, but letting none of them show on her face as she looked him over. Ruby had to wonder if Granny had always been so suspicious of men, and if so, how she'd ever managed to have a husband and start a family. "I run a bed and breakfast. You probably saw it on your way in, " Granny said. "If you'll be staying the night, it's the only place in town to rent a room so you can talk to me about that, if you would like." A smile formed on Granny's face as she studied Loki for a beat more, then turned to look at Ruby. "There are other customers in the diner today, Ruby," Granny said, not unpleasantly but Ruby understood it was a reprimand for paying such singular attention to Loki. "If you've brought him his chocolate, leave the man in peace and do your work."
"I was just getting ready to do some rounds," Ruby said, smiling with forced brightness at Granny. "Loki and I weren't talking for that long."
"Uh huh," Granny said, then stared at Ruby until she sighed and picked up her notepad before walking out from behind the counter to approach her first table and collect their glasses for refills. When Ruby was out of earshot, Granny looked back at Loki and said, "My Granddaughter isn't looking for a relationship. Not the sort that only lasts a single night, or otherwise. You're welcome to stay, but please keep that in mind."