Part 903: Cynthia A

Phew, I think this haul sets a new record! If I eat all this by myself, I'll explode...

Hello, Cynthia.

Ah, Inigo! Off to woo the ladies again?

On my way back, actually. ...Don't ask how it went.

That's quite the gift basket you've got. Accosted by another pack of feral fans?

What can I say? They love me. You want some more cake?

I'm not really in the mood, thanks.

...Now, tell me. What's your secret? How are you so irresistible to girls? I like to think I'm rather charming, and my looks are nothing to sneeze at...

Maybe they smell the desperation. Why does it matter so much to you?

What do you mean?

I mean, why do you feel a need to flirt so much? Would it kill you not to have a throng of screaming girls pining for you?

I don't- Hmm... It's not a... logical thing that draws me to the ladies. It's more like instinct.

Instinct, huh? Well, I can't speak for other girls, Inigo, but I find you pretty entertaining. You've been a good friend since we were young, and I like you a lot. Plus I know you've got a good heart, despite all the... leering. So that's gotta count for something!

I appreciate that, but-

I'm not the only one, you know. Lots of folks here like you! So maybe don't let a chicken walk on your lip every time a girl turns you down, eh?

Don't let a chicken...? No, you're right. Thank you. No more moping, I promise.

Good! Now let's have that smile!

You always knew how to drag it out of me. And now I'm going to put it to use! There's got to be a lonely beauty around here somewhere!

Go get her, tiger!