"You have everything?" she asked, picking up her trenchcoat with her free hand and folding it over her arm.
She dimpled before stepping through as they headed through the now-calm lab. Francis might notice a familiar looking blonde scientist in the corner, glancing up at them as if she wanted to say something.
Poppy glanced up for a moment before smiling slightly. "Yeah. Come on, let's go say hello." Amy looked up when they arrived, her brown eyes warm. "Oh, hey Pops. Hey... erm... Mr. Craw."
She giggled nervously, pulling her blonde hair back and removing her goggles. "Francis. Right..." Poppy gave her a warm grin. "Amy, we have to go now, but can you text me if they start yelling at Phos again? I'll come back, or talk on speakerphone, or... something. I'll figure it out." "You guys should come back," she said immediately before flushing slightly. "I mean... if you guys want to." Poppy pretended to think about it. "Well... Yeah, maybe. Although, Francis will probably stay home. He needs more sleep." Amy visibly deflated. "Oh... yeah. Yeah. No worries."
Her gaze flickered to Francis' for a moment and she blushed lightly. "I see. Well. It'll be, uh... nice to see you again, then."
Poppy raised an eyebrow, clearly amused, before shrugging. "Well, Francis and I should be going. See you, Amy." "Bye Poppy. Bye... Francis," she said slowly. Poppy gave her a smile before pulling Francis to the exit.
"But you are a hunk, my darling. I am not a babe, but you most certainly fit the description of a hunk."
