cisquito.
I probably could have warned you that would happen.
I flirt with people. Knife boy is pretty, but I wouldn't pursue anything with him. I don't trust people. Besides, I think he's in love with our new colleague. And Mick and I like to banter. It doesn't mean anything. I also flirted at Barry. Does that mean he's secretly evil? And I flirt at you all the time. Badly is one word for it.
What are you talking about? I like you...I'm not saying it the way you did. That was terrible. You're attractive and irritatingly smart and I don't know if I want to punch you or make out with you half the time. I want to rip your clothes off. Mostly to burn them, but also to do really inappropriate things to you. But you're straight so there's no point.