Sloth immediately went into a pout. "Which one? They're all hot," she sulked, scuffing her shoes on the pavement. "Hotter than me anyway." She figured he meant Lust, but even Wrath could cut a fine figure, especially when her dander was up. "How'd you survive her? She usually knocks all men off their feet on sight." Still, Sloth had almost forgotten that Digger thought she was two people. Might be wise to remember that.