"yeah yeah yeah, he has a heart of gold and is the greatest guy, blah blah, I know." Bobby chuckled and held up his hands so she'd ease up. He did, deep inside, actually respect Alex. He didn't loathe him entirely, it was just... well, they didn't get along, point blank. It was better for them both, and their friends, that they were on different teams.
"So after you see Jean, are you heading back, or... you want to hang out here for a while with me?" He invited, moving off the couch to sit on the coffee table instead so he could see her better, but also because he knew if he kept on about Alex, she'd probably zap him. Leaning back on his hands, Bobby tilted his head to one side, "you still need to tell me about your trip. Just, you know, skip all the mushy honeymoony stuff." He made a face.