Facade
Don't get me wrong, Noah is friendly and cheerful, but he looks a rough and tuff kind of guy.
Before I could say anything, he was out of the car making his way towards the parlor. I watch as he communicates with the girl. His features turned flushed as he said something to her. Even though I couldn't hear exactly what he said, I could tell he must be an expert at flirting, judging by the way the girl was blushing.
I came out of my Lala land when I heard the sound of the door opening. And got at Noah with two ice creams in his left hand.