"Hello, Elena. Did you and Reno decide what you were going to do tonight?" Alfons smiled at the girl, honestly glad to see her again; she had been nice to him before, and showing such concern over the bulletin board had been... well... touching. It wasn't often that Alfons got that, and it made him feel good inside.

So he nodded at the question, retrieving from the pillow- and resisting the temptation to beam at finally hitting his mark- and offering it to her, handle first as Maes had told him to do so. "Sure, feel free! I've been practicing for awhile, so giving my arm a break would be nice."