Darcy & Talos Role-playing. It was the cherry on top of the chemical cocktail, a little something extra that made pheromones and lust so much fun. Everyone was into different things, sure, but Talos - being what he was - could slip into whatever face or persona he wanted. If Darcy wanted Rogers for the party, then she would get him.
He still found it kinda cute that she didn't want him to wear anyone else's face for more, uh, intimate activities. Not even Keller's face, which was his human default. Cute, but also nice. For some reason. A lot of people wouldn't have any qualms about banging a celebrity.
"Can you sing the Star-Spangled banner right now?" he asked in all seriousness, sliding an arm around her waist. "If not, I'll take a dance instead, so you can avoid punishment."