Hey, ho, hey. Hey, wo sind Sie, Professor? Hey, ho, hey. I kann Sie nicht seh'n! Hey, h...
Now that is a bit too much, Jazz thinks while Midvalley procedes with the application of well-placed kisses. That's not even a pirate song.
Ignoring the really ridiculous choice of background music in his head, he begins to his amourous retaliation. His kisses find the same areas on the other's neck as he is being kissed, creating an exact mirror image.
[OOC: translated - Hey, ho, hey. Hey, where are you, professor? Hey, ho, hey. I can't see you! (Tanz der Vampire/Dance of the Vampires) You can hear it here.]