Awkward silence descends, that is it would be silence if it weren't for the rain tirelessly pelting your little glass enclosure. Feels almost a bit like a bubble.
"It's good to have some rain, but this?" Yeah, nice try. Talk about the weather, why don't you. "Getting fucking caught in the rain," you mutter, pretending to be more annoyed than you are so Eridan doesn't notice that what you actually are is embarrassed.
He doesn't react for a long moment. Then, apropos of nothing, "Do you like piña colada."
"... What?"
