Kurt's smile remained bright as he mimed catching the blown kisses and holding them to his chest with a chuckle. He did glance around the store, glad to see that there was no one else about. It was not that he was embarrassed that someone might see his actions, but he did not want to disturb others. He would have strongly disagreed with her father, he thought her face was utterly charming with that grin.
When her expression shifted to one of concern, Kurt gave it right back to her, his brows knitting up as worry touched his yellow eyes. "But you see, I fear I am a devil." He spoke quietly and with a small frown, though that soon gave way to a tiny, mischievous grin. "But only to pretty girls on our third date." Kurt had been seen as a devil for a good part of his life, after he came into the service of Lord Mangeto, that changed quickly. Puffs of brimstone and the appearance of blue fur, glowing yellow eyes and a spade tail generally meant the cavalry had arrived, some had even come to view him as a kind of dark angel in recent years.
He gave her a half bow to thank her for the kind words, still beaming. "Well I could never deny the wishes of a pretty girl," he offered, shoulders bouncing lightly with a chuckle. "Though I fear I am not doing anything terribly interesting. Though the suit could wait, I am sure we could find something more entertaining to do with our time."