<span style="color: #FF0000">Carlos rubbed the back of his head a bit more vigorously as it sank in just how annoying it was to have hot coffee spilled all over your clothes. The girl seemed upset in a distracted sort of way, which, in his book, was much more preferable to the hysterically screaming sort of angry he had anticipated. She even told him that it was fine, though she didn't look particularly convinced of the words she was saying. <br/><br/>Carlos thought for a moment as the girl prompted him about his dancing. He pursed his lips, put on a concentrated face, and looked up to the sky for a quick two seconds before coming up with the most accurate response he could give. "Most days I do, yeah. It'd have to be a really lazy day for me to not have some movement happening in my life. But definitely not always on the streets. Only on days when I feel particularly inspired or when the weather is really nice... and the weather is pretty nice today. I kind of also have an excuse to do it today because I've been practicing being in character for this role I'm gonna do in a play, and moving all fluid-like through crowds helps me get in tune with him, you know?" he said, finishing his statement with the last breath he had and feeling like he had talked for far too long. His hands had been gesticulating a bit as he spoke, but now he put one hand on the back of his head again. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and was reminded of the date he had with his girlfriend, but found himself to be more concerned with fixing the current situation.<br/><br/>"As for those clothes," he began, "I could... uh, what would you prefer? New clothes? Just money? Want me to do your laundry? We could grab some foo- I mean, I could grab you some food..." his speech was pausing and stuttering a bit more than usual, but the moments when he did speak still sounded like his regular, playful and controlled voice.</span>