Flauros chuckled, and struck back with another quip. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were very fond of all of the sexual perks that this whole mission can and is bringing you." At Sal's latest confession, Flauros smiled, and shook his head. Humans; no matter how upright they tried to be, all of them liked to be admired. Especially in looks.
"Why? So you could scream and bitch at everyone, and blame it on the horrors known as," Flauros raised his hands, curling the fingers up and down in a sinister effect, and said the next part in an overt dramatic horror narrator voice; "PMS?"
"Anyways, we should get to the barbershop. Hop to it, Strawberry!"