Will you stop calling me that, its not cute anymore. Or shall I start calling you by your old pet name, Pudding Buns. *He smiles at that, looking down at her hand as it is placed on his chest he wants to knock her out. A good pop right in the mouth but that would probably scare off Jizzal. So he doesn't give into those rather intense feelings he is having right now. Words fail him as she speaks of treating herself to something nice. He can feel his blue eye begin to twitch as he lifts his hand up clenched in a fist. Its at this time he notices how fluffy the skunk has gotten. He can't be that unnerved by Jezebel can he? Or maybe its the fact she is being so forward with him. Shaking his head he lets out a growl now as she kisses Jizzal.* Oh by the gods Jezebel why don't you just strip and present yourself to him on the bar. Thats what your leading up to after all. *His gaze shifts to those others at the bar. Including the nidoking that seems to be watching the entire thing. Hmmm a poison type, they are very weak to psychic attacks.*