"Three times, last time just a month ago. Why not? It's safe! When have you actually heard about someone getting hurt? I mean an actual name and an actual location? It's a perfectly safe adrenaline rush figured out by geeks like you. Might do you some good." It was her personal life mission to loosen him up or give him a heart attack. She tried for both at the same time to keep her bases covered.
"First, I do not giggle. Second, are you pouting? I have never known a man who pouts as much as you. Stop it, you'll never get laid looking like a sad puppy. Not be anyone decent anyway." She felt a little bad. He had been doing so well on the broom and he probably wouldn't get back up today. Ah, male pride. She landed easily, pulling the broom up to rest across her shoulders. "Come on, lets go get you a drink."