OOC: Ah, right. I've been told that a couple of times, and I never understood. :3<br/><br/>He giggled. "Cosy is the word." He shifted a bit, and heard Foxglove whimper. "Enjoying yourself?" he said in a loud enough voice so she'd hear, smirking.<br/><br/>He purred softly as she kissed the top of his head, grinning. "I go well with orange sauce or ketchup, so I've been told. The salt is probably sweat." He looked up when she sighed, frowning slightly.<br/><br/>"Well...the truth is, if the tour is going the way it is now, I'll probably have slept with 50 or more girls by the time we stop in a couple weeks. So the reality is I can't come back and see everyone, because I'm going to be spending a lot of time with, and in, my girlfriend as soon as we come off tour." He sighed. "But, tell you what, you were tasty, and she appreciates that sort of thing. I'll give you my number, and we'll definitely try hook up after the tour's over. That's really all I can promise, kay?"