"Damn." Sal faked disappointment. A lapdance would have been hilarious. But at the same time, L didn't deserve such a prestigious honor. Especially after since he'd humped half the females of Asgard anyway. The thought made Sal slightly nauseous.
"Yep, and they lighten the mood, too!" He patted her on the back, rounding back to the camera screens. "You can't go wrong with pink smileys."
Again, nothing on the screens. "I've done my good deed for the day, don't you think?" He had no intention of kicking Alessa out, but, being uncomfortable with people, he didn't know how to maintain a decent conversation. "Where are you staying? Need an escort?"