[ h-hey! No kissing more often ever. His heart can't take it! ]
No, that's... [ he's back to full hive mode and beating a hasty retreat some few feet back, hands in the air and trying his best not to trip over his own feet. ] I'm sorry. Have a good day Miss Garcia!
[ and he dove into a clothes rack and shut the curtain soundly so he could fan himself down into having a heart that was only beating twice as fast as it should, not three times faster! It was about all the dignity he could muster. ]