"Level headed and you don't mix; in fact, I'd argue that you level-headed would be boring and completely not you," Liam grinned and stole a piece of bacon off of her plate. Taking a few bites before eyeing her, "Golden era? How so? Oh, because it sounds very 60s, very innocent? It was fun and not all dark and serious?"
He took another bite from her plate and then sighed, "I am a masochist, people should have me checked out mentally. Really they should."
Drinking at his juice, he went into his own food after literally just smothering it in gravy, and then clicking his tongue, "So do you prefer me with purple hair, or should I let it go back?"