"Either that or they missed porn," Ollie mused in response, pushing a hand through his hair and ignoring the grumpy grunt from the woman in the room with them. Maybe if she wasn't such a stick in the mud, she'd be less bitchy. Or was it the other way around? He didn't know. "If it was the same guy, I don't know why he didn't think of it sooner," he chuckled a little bit. "I'm glad he did now, though. Communication's good."
He chuckled a little bit. "You won't forget, I'm sure. But it'll at least dim the anger, right?" He grinned, stretching his back and watching her do the exact same thing she'd always done when innocently trying to get Ollie to do something for her. And as always, he found himself inclined to obey. "I'll do my best." He resolved that on his next outing, he'd get a straight wig like the one he used to wear when he was dressing as Allie. It had been a long time since he'd done that and for her sake, to up her mood, he'd definitely do it again. "As long as I don't have to wear anything pink. Or, I'll do pink, just… not polka dotted. Deal?" His grin was playful, signifying that he really didn't care. As long as it made Allie happy, that was what was important. That was pretty much what the first twenty-six years of his life had been about, after all.
"You never said that in so many words, but it was certainly implied!" he continued the joking conversation. Of course he knew that she hadn't meant it like that in the slightest, but that was another point on its own. "I'm to thunk to drink, you mean?" he asked, completely joking. He remembered a specific incident while fleeing the scene of one of their heists, when he'd had to pretend to be drunk while Allie was driving away, and he'd said those exact words to the officer. They'd gotten away with over three thousand dollars from a casino, and the cop hadn't been the wiser until… well, Ollie had no idea when.
Ollie laughed at Allie's next words, not because he didn't believe that the guards thought of her that way, as a matter of fact he knew that they did, more or less, but because he loved that no matter what went on in the world around them, Allie was still more concerned with being dignified than winning an argument. "I love you, Als. Never change, okay? Promise?"
Allie told him to sit and he sat. He figured that he was already just barely back in her good graces, so he didn't want to push his luck. "I don't need too much. Just a quick cleaning, and maybe an ace bandage. And for you to promise not to play a really loud cymbal or loud music in my ear when I wake up," he added the last part as a hopefully mood-lightening joke.