Sena quietly took out her leather wallet, its edges indicating that she had it for a long time. It was a dear gift and she wouldn’t exchange it for anything else even though it carried manly vibe unlike the feminine money containers which young girls were holding every day. One dollar was visible in its front section, where an invisible layer covered her ID.
“I can’t. But I do have a chingu, who can. I’m just not strong enough but I could do it if I eally wanted to.” Her simple answer would suffice. Finally the strings were put safely into her bag and she stepped aside. Something made her wait for another while he paid too and her mumble was heard. “Well, at least to me you are famous, sir. Even though I didn’t recognise you at first- um-“
He just nods at her answer; it wasn’t like he had been planning on offering to help–if anything he was just making small talk. Mostly to alleviate the previous awkwardness, and not wanting to leave a bad impression on her when he’d thought that he had offended her. Seunghyun just smiles at the cashier and quickly pays, cash for now instead of his card since it was just a small thing.
It surprises him when he realises that the girl seemed to have waited for him. "Oh, well.” He ends up laughing at her insistence of his fame; he’ll justa ccept it–it was a good sign at least that she really seemed to know him after all. “Do you know any of our songs then…” He trails off, hand scratching the side of his head when he realises that he doesn’t really know what to call her.