Jasmine squeaked when he poked her in the side, jumping slightly. "Hey now," she said, laughing herself now. She pulled herself up to her knees and grinned. "You asked for it now," she said, her giggles lessening the threat a bit. Leaning over him, she poked at his sides as well, tickling. "You are totally different. You're-- you just are. I can't explain it, I don't want to." She grinned down at him, wavering a bit unsteadily on her knees. "And you're more than that. You're Erin who's my first close friend, Erin who wants to play cards with me, Erin who's wearing a towel." Only a towel... she shook her head, blushing again, and nearly fell right on top of him. She caught herself with one arm, holding herself above him, the end of her ponytail falling over her shoulder from under the bandana.