Johnny hesitates, staring at the stranger with mixed suspicion and curiosity. He - she - they - are looking at him like they know him, though he's certain he would remember if he'd ever met someone like this before*. They're - well, it goes beyond hot, or beautiful, or any word he can think of. It's like all thoughts of anyone else are just blotted out of his head. He wants to know this person, even though they scare him a little.

"I, um." He fidgets self-consciously. "I'm - well, this is my dream." He tilts his head up at them, cautious, like he's afraid to look them directly in the eye. Beyond them, outside his realm, is a house he doesn't recognize, brighter and decadent than anything he could ever dream. "I think." He swallows heavily and looks back up at them. They aren't much taller than him, but they are. Just enough. "I'm Johnny."


*[[unless, of course, any initial meeting had been retconned out of existence]]