The day finished as it always did. Vanellope crossed the finish line in first place and, at the same time, the Nicelanders lifted Ralph to throw him off the roof. Through the front of his game cabinet, he could see Vanellope receiving her trophy and 'fist-bumping' the front of her own cabinet for the gamer to return. And then, when she saw him, she waved.
Vicki the gamer noticed the wave and glanced back to see just what or who the princess of Sugar Rush was waving at. All she could see was the Fix it Felix Junior game.
"Do you have a crush on the wrecking guy?" she asked, feeling only slightly foolish for talking to a game character. Ralph wanted to see the answer but, before he could, the Nicelanders gave an almighty heave and sent him hurtling to the mud below, where a cake awaited him. So he didn't see her blush and nod.
When the arcade closed for the night, Vanellope went into Fix it Felix Junior with a mission in mind. After admitting to the gamer that she liked Ralph, she'd been advised to take him on a date. Luckily, Taffyta had helpfully informed her that 'go out with him' implied asking him on a date and then taking him somewhere at a certain time. She'd said that it should be somewhere that they both liked to go and that it should be fun. She'd seen a sign for karaoke at Tappers while she'd been walking through Game Central, and she was well aware that Ralph frequently visited there.
So she summoned up the courage to knock on the door of his shack. The dump didn't even smell that bad anymore. Had it been moved? It must have been for this new part of Niceland to have been built.
"Oh, hey, kid," he greeted her as the door swung open. She stopped chewing her lip nervously for long enough to flash him a nervous grin. At least now he had his answer.
"Hey, you big lug," she replied, colour rising to her cheeks. "I've come to ask you something."
"Oh yeah? Like what?" he asked, leaning against his doorframe and then straightening up when the shack threatened to topple. She giggled.
"I'd like you to go on a date with me," she finally said, attempting to strike a regal pose.
"A date? Are you sure you know what that is?" he asked, tilting his head to the side curiously.
"Yes, of course I do. Well, Tafytta told me but now I know," she confirmed, smiling proudly.
"Well, if you're sure," he teased. "Where and when will it be?"
"Tappers tonight at seven when the karaoke starts," she recalled, smirking as his face changed from happy to mildly afraid at the mention of karaoke.
"Karaoke? But I can't sing," he protested. "I spend my time roaring so anything I sing will sound like Bill singing." She dissolved into a fit of giggles at that.
"Oh, you can't be that bad," she giggled. "Just come tonight and we'll see."
"Alright, I'll see you at Tappers tonight at seven," he agreed with a nod. "Should I dress up?"
"I'm not going to," she assured him. "What's the point in dressing up when we're just going to look silly singing karaoke?" He smiled at her.
"As you say, president," he nodded, and bowed. Unable to help herself, she pressed a kiss to his forehead and ran back to her own game to wait for their date time to arrive.