So far there had been no mention of machine gun boobs or mojo or the fact that she looked like a fembot. Mentally, Kevin gave himself a congratulatory pat on the back for that job well done. Now he only had the rest of the day to hold in his impulses and try to figure out why he, Kevin Entwistle, the guy who had pretty much no interest in sex, suddenly found himself close to openly drooling. "Flooing?"