Ally fake-swooned, laughing weakly. "My hero." He deadpanned, eyebrows raising at the nickname. "Honestly, what are you even calling me? I hope it's not derogatory." He reached his arms up around Moe's neck, giggling and waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Yes, I do suppose you're going to have to carry shirtless old me bridal style through the town. Oh, what will the neighbours think? By the way, I am like in love with your temperature right now. It's hot as balls out and you're cold and I just. Yesss."