"I'm really not going to do that. I don't care if no one has been hurt; it'd be my luck that I'd be the first to have the attachment break or something." He shrugged. "Good on you for having the guts though." Adrenaline rushes were overrated, in Robbie's opinion. He was prone to high blood pressure anyway, and he'd end up having a heart attack if he did half the stuff that Alicia did.
He narrowed his eyes and smirked. "You giggle a bit." Then he straightened up, pushing himself to his feet, pointing at Alicia. "This may or may not be a pout, but I get laid just fine, thank you very much. And they're all 'decent' looking."
Gathering up the broom, feeling somewhat bad about bringing their flying to an end considering how much fun Alicia had been having, but relieved that they could just go and sit for some drinks, he nodded. "Where are we drinking then? And not too many for me, mind. I've got work tomorrow," he said. "And I do not need the hangover."