"I can think of worse habits," he said, waggling his finger through the hole at her. "Crack cocaine. Popping your knuckles. Like... being addicted to the gym. Saying 'like' all the time. Picking your nose. Heaps of 'em. Plus, I didn't make this one, it made itself. So. Not even a habit. You got any? Bad habits? Other than dating my brother?" he grinned that, only halfway joking.