Duo leaned against the door and grinned, holding up a hand. "One, that would be a much better insult if I knew who the hell Tom Hanks was. Two, you're just jealous because I make this look GOOD. Three, short is better then freakishly tall, mammoth man." He grinned wider, "And four, you're blushing."
Quatre's music in his ears, familiar banter in his mouth, hands that were only shaking a little, and shiny tech on the horizon.