There would be definite problems if he thought she was being serious. The kind where he would have to knock his head to try and swish his brain around till it started working. Or kill him, apparently when your brain swished it's not a good thing. Oh well, it'd be his brain not hers, so it wouldn't really matter. Though Nox would probably be mad about it.
Rolling her eyes, she smirked. "The fact that you probably go to places that I go. Well, maybe a little more high class than the places I'm thinking of. But still, Nox wants that true love feeling, or some rot." Nice girls were hard to find, and she never had quite figured out exactly what Nox wanted anyway.
Laughing when she got him between the eyes, she shook her head. "Aww, but now we'll have to think of something else to keep you amused. Unless you're going to go pass out, but then I might be expected to be quiet so you could sleep."