"Oh." Alex shifted a little. "Well, um, you can always tell a lot about people with that question. Whether they like Batman or not. Um."
"Jesus, you two, get a room," Nightshade grumbled as she got out her cigarettes. She didn't bother offering one to Alex—he didn't like it that she smoked in the first place—but she did offer one to Riley.
"You still haven't told me what that means," Alex grumbled as well, ignorant of all sexual innuendos. "And you shouldn't smoke, because it's dangerous, and it can kill you, and it doesn't make you look cool!" He was too busy beaming to catch Nightshade's standard response of 'Yeah, but they taste almost as good as a woman.' Then he smiled shyly at Riley.
"Jesus, you two, get a room," Nightshade grumbled as she got out her cigarettes. She didn't bother offering one to Alex—he didn't like it that she smoked in the first place—but she did offer one to Riley.
"You still haven't told me what that means," Alex grumbled as well, ignorant of all sexual innuendos. "And you shouldn't smoke, because it's dangerous, and it can kill you, and it doesn't make you look cool!" He was too busy beaming to catch Nightshade's standard response of 'Yeah, but they taste almost as good as a woman.' Then he smiled shyly at Riley.