Gabriel opened his arms, gently pulling Aimee close to him. "Darling, let me hold you, just like this. Let me be your man, please," he whispered.
Eponine blushed involuntarily, then shook her head quickly. "You're too-- argh!" She started walking, embarrassed.
X was trying to fix her car-- which she probably was driving illegally-- a streak of oil on her cheek.