Zeris glares at her. "No. You may not. Nor have you EVER been allowed to do so. I am NOT your love." he mutters something in his native tongue. And then glares at her. "She is not a slut Marianna. She, unlike you, has class and modesty. As well as morals and virtues. Completely unlike you." (Marianna is five years older than Zeris.) He glares at her. "That would be a waste of my beautiful clothing. If I wanted a psychotic cougar wearing my clothing...I'd go find a street granny." he says in a gentle yet slightly angry voice.<br/><br/>Zeris glares at Marianna. "Zaira...this is the crazy old psycho chick named Marianna." he says. Glaring at Marianna. "Marianna this is my best friend and possibly going to be my girlfriend." he says. Throwing that out there. Knowing it would be a monkey wrench i Marianna's crazy plans to attempt seducing him. He was sure she'd go as far as to drug him or possibly even use that date rape drug on him via a drink.<br/><br/>He glares yet stays silent. He. Was. Not. Dating. Her! He growls angrily when Marianna called Zaira a slut. His hands fisted and this was one of those very rare times...he wished he didn't have a no hit women moral. The only exception would be protecting his girl or a child. Even then he would restrain not actually hit. He let out a sharp exhaling of breath at the events going down. He took Zaira's hand. "We're up. Well you are and I'm on the sideline." he smiles. "Thanks. And you will do awesomely." he says. Placing a small kiss upon her cheek. "Go knock 'em dead...figuratively speaking of course." he says teasingly.<br/><br/>Leading her to the model walkway thing and goes to wait on the side of the stage.