"Uh, thanks," he blushes, ducking his head and running his hand through his hair. The computer beeps at him to signal it was done with its search and he looks away from her quickly, a little bit glad of the distraction because there's something about her that makes him feel butterflies in his stomach and she's looking for her true love, butterflies are a bad idea.

"Oh, hey, it looks like it has a possible match," he says with slightly forced enthusiasm, pulling up the portrait that the computer had found "Is this your Eric?"