*The skunk tries to stay quiet, but he can't help but snicker a bit as he hears the two exchange names with one another.  As the two continue to converse, he can only imagine just what the two of them did for fun since they were both in the same bar, and from the way they were talking they had there had been a lot lot of history.  He starts to think that the only reason that the feline even appeared to have 'interests' in him was because he was with SK, though regardless what the reasons were, the fluffy skunk continues to get fluffier as he is pulled close.* P-Please Miss...I'd rather not sinc-mrrrrphhh!...*the skunk tries to speak before he is kissed, which causes a little twitch in his body, so much so that a little 'psssh' sound can be heard from behind the mephit.  His cheeks reden, and his ears perk even more before he manages a simple squeak after getting some distance between himself and Jezebel, though in doing so he happens to fall from his seat only to thud on the ground.  Jizzal groans to himself, embarassed, shocked, confused, shocked...really shocked...and now he appears to smell...since the muffled 'pssh' sound was the sound of the skunk releasing involuntarily a small amount of skunk spray, though since he's wearing pants, the stink doesn't hit anyone but himself...but for now, he smells rather ripe, and his nose twitches before he leans his head back against the floor, causing another thud as he doesn't try to get up just yet...he needed some time to think, and from the looks of things he could die of embarassment.*