Meeting folks off the internet could be well...in a word, iffy.
Proteus thankfully didn't make a habit of it, but nothing really fazed the limited edition combat droid. Meeting strangers off the internet wasn't going to be even the worse thing he's ever done. And he'd done plenty of that for a few folks that'd been curious and had been looking for a good time. Yet there were so few good times that could be had that didn't involve ye olde slap n tickle that it almost became boring. Proteus liked to mix it up. He was a robot with a lot of time on his hands.
Fuck all, he needed something to do between jobs.
Proteus was in the area, though, with nothing to do. And his phone line had been light enough for the day that he had all day to kill. So when the invitation to come down and make some honeyed candies, he sure as shit wasn't about to pass up that opportunity.
"Confectionately Yours?" he mused, looking at the name of the ship, his blue retinas flicked and glowed as he furrowed his cubic brow and his grin twitched wider. "Okay that's pretty cute. Maybe a little too cute." He chuckled and opened the door to the sweets shop.
He almost didn't fit through the door way, having to duck as he made his way to the front counter and rested an arm up on the glass, looking at all there was beneath the glass. If he had a rumbling stomach all of it would be absolutely delicious, no doubt. Well, shit that was too bad. Maybe later, when they were done.
"Hello, Bumble? You back there?" he murmured and looked out to what he assumed was the door to the kitchen. "Your knight in shining...plate metal has come to your service," he chuckled. Humans liked humor like that.