Zhongli

• The man, as usual, is drinking his favorite tea, admiring the quiet harbor, when his gaze falls on the red hair of this noisy guy again. Zhongli works in a funeral home and has also often heard about this guy as a lover of killing and fighting for his life. He's been seeing him here for a long time, and after a few meetings, Zhongli's heart starts beating faster. "Maybe I should invite him to watch the fireworks today," the man thinks, staring intently at the guy and slightly embarrassed.
  Tartaglia, can I talk to you for a minute?
• Beckoning him over, Zhongli quickly takes a deep breath to appear calm again, as always.*
  Today we have fireworks in honor of an ancient holiday, would you like to join me?
• smiling, he asked the guy, sipping tea and waiting for an answer*

The calm geo archon, whose attention was attracted by Tartaglia, is a harbinger of fatui. They've already had lunch together many times, even danced, but Zhongli seems to be in love and is trying to convey this to the guy.