Fletcher felt his face flush as Noon seemed to be honestly confused by Murphy's use of the French term. Of course, Fletcher knew what it meant, but he wasn't quite sure if he should explain it. Call him old-fashioned, but he still felt uncomfortable discussing perverse matters in front of unfamiliar people. "It's, ah, nothing," He said, rather lamely in his own opinion. He was still feeling rather disoriented by the whole thing, what with him going from someone who was practically a social recluse to receiving two invitations from two different women. In fact, just invitations from other people, that on its own was a new enough experience.

He cleared his throat, and hoping to defuse the situation, he said, "It's still a long way till dinner time, and I haven't eaten dinner yet, so..." He trailed off and looked at Noon. "I guess I could go with you if you still want to?" Towards the end of his sentence, his confidence suddenly decided to make itself scarce, making him end it as a question rather than the statement he had intended. He sighed inwardly. Perhaps he should have kept his mouth shut.

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"Easy there, Rain. I was only teasing." Rhys said, grateful for the fact that she could not see his smirking face. She would have probably given him one tight slap for it, he thought. However, his smirk turned to a look of confusion and horror as Rainbow mentioned having someone that was 'something like a boyfriend'. In his mind, there was only one possibility, and it wasn't one that he was going to say aloud. If Rainbow would have slapped him for the smirk, she would have probably knocked him out cold if he voiced what he was thinking.

"If I died?" Rhys asked, amused by the question. "Well, if I could, I would, though I don't think I should. That'd probably scare the shit outta her, don't you think so?"