Ambrose would let out a quiet chuckle at the girl's latter reply, responses he could throw out bouncing back and forth in his head. He settled for a safe, jesting option instead of jokingly hitting on her like he normally would at this point. She seemed to be pretty friendly, but he always had had a bad habit of coming on to girls fairly strong without even really realizing it...
"I could take you to be a connoisseur of this kinda stuff, if I didn't know that such a ting doesn't even exist...per say. Critic'd be a better word anyways. Judging the room size, lighting, wall color, re-going over the decorations a fewtimes, taking wind pathing into consideration..." Ambrose would say, before taking his right forefinger in his mouth for a second, pulling out and holding it to the air in a dramatic fashion, like a golfer checking the wind. After doing that, Ambrose would point in a random direction, just to the right of the girl. "It's coming from that way, by the way."
"I could take you to be a connoisseur of this kinda stuff, if I didn't know that such a ting doesn't even exist...per say. Critic'd be a better word anyways. Judging the room size, lighting, wall color, re-going over the decorations a fewtimes, taking wind pathing into consideration..." Ambrose would say, before taking his right forefinger in his mouth for a second, pulling out and holding it to the air in a dramatic fashion, like a golfer checking the wind. After doing that, Ambrose would point in a random direction, just to the right of the girl. "It's coming from that way, by the way."