[Eddie's never done speed dating before. Earlier in his life, he hadn't been the person anyone would've wanted to date, and he couldn't blame them, so he'd never really tried. After he'd been dateworthy, he'd either been too busy or it had come relatively easily.
So the truth is, Eddie only has the vaguest notion of how this thing works, and he's not really sure where he's supposed to go. It looks like there are tables or something, and people are going from table to table. For a moment, he just stands there, warring with himself about why he's even here, what he hopes to accomplish, and how much he doesn't want to touch romance with a 10 foot pole right now.
Then he takes a deep breath and squares his shoulders, starts heading over toward the check-in area, because he can't let himself wallow, and promptly bumps into someone.]
Oh, wow, um. Sorry. I guess I was a little distracted...
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So the truth is, Eddie only has the vaguest notion of how this thing works, and he's not really sure where he's supposed to go. It looks like there are tables or something, and people are going from table to table. For a moment, he just stands there, warring with himself about why he's even here, what he hopes to accomplish, and how much he doesn't want to touch romance with a 10 foot pole right now.
Then he takes a deep breath and squares his shoulders, starts heading over toward the check-in area, because he can't let himself wallow, and promptly bumps into someone.]
Oh, wow, um. Sorry. I guess I was a little distracted...