Marco didn't stop tickling her feet after the first laugh; he always enjoyed this part. "So, what was that little tongue thing you were doing, sweet-cheeks? Why, I believe it was making fun of me, yes? Well, look who's laughing now? You, I guess, but you know what I mean." Finally stopping, he threw himself to her side, eyeing her up and down with approval.<br/><br/>"Well? Hurry and lose it! Next game's yours, and you've got some catching up to do."