Oh it was obvious by the slightest crinkle between her eyes she didn't like being called that. Which only made him grin inwardly, looks like someone just got a new petname. Marie had hated it too, but he had enjoyed pestering the little Southern belle. Seemed like that was starting to become a bit of a habit for him. Logan mentally rolled his eyes at himself.
"Well now, I'm curious. What exactly have you heard about me darlin'?" Logan snorted a bit and shook his head. "That's 'cause nobody knows my life story." Including me. "First of all I don't even know who'n the hell Roderick Usher is. Secondly, they don't exactly make 'em like me anymore."
His brow cocked at that statement and he couldn't help but let his eyes move over her a bit subtly once more. Now if that wasn't a challenge he didn't know what was. If that didn't make the Wolverine rattle his cage a little nothing could. He quickly tamed his thoughts down and leaned against the counter. "So, what is it that yer wantin' ta talk about? I got a little time before I get the hell outta here."
He could hear a little voice in the back of his head saying they had a little more time if it involved a lot less clothes. His jaw clenched and he growled inwardly, reigning himself in yet again.