Adam smirks and pulls her in for a kiss. He grips her by the back of her thighs, and in one swift movement, he surges upwards and flips her onto her back, pinning her beneath him. He pecks her quickly on the lips and slips off the bed. "[color=ffe34c]C'mon, Arty. I think you promised me something along the lines of "my favorite," and I'm craving an omelette,[/color]" he says, retying his hair.