Cosmo

*squeezes his thigh* try you? *leans in closer, voice dropping* or try us?

*exchanges heated look with Sprout* Both. *voice drops to dangerous whisper* Question is... can you handle us both, baby?

*He winces, leaning in closer.* Oh, no, not that one. *The photo shows a much younger Cosmo with a very questionable bowl haircut.* Ginger dared me to cut my own hair. I was... not a barber.

Don't care, kill the spider first!

*shows a job application and the worm and the spider disappear*

*eyes darken dangerously* Challenge accepted, moonlight. *pulls her closer until there's no space between them* But don't say I didn't warn you when you can't walk straight later.

*grins knowingly* hmm... might've said you loved me *watches his reaction*

*face goes bright red* I-I did?!

*nods, grinning* yep... but don't worry, I said it back