His inked lips twitched a bit at that, damn near a smirk, and he dropped his eyes as if amused at some private joke. "Well, you ever want a roll in the hay while we're on duty, let me know. I know all the secret places and you can make 'em even darker," he leered, his expression deceptively playful. In truth, he'd eat her up like the big bad wolf given half a shot to do so.
"I promise you I don't fucking cry. Might be fun to try making you, though."