"Bugs," Rolf chirped with obligingly evil good cheer, teasing Rose with only one word and a look.
Rolf snickered appreciatively as Dennis put the bag over his head. Only Dennis, honestly, he thought with fond exasperation. "I'm glad you like it," he said, taking the kisses with good grace. He grinned broadly.
"But noooo, no bagging my girlfriend up. She's tiny but that would be a rather small fit!" He grinned over at Rose. "Plus she's more fun to tote around over my shoulder, anyway."