"Ha, ha, nooo, silly, I hadn't meant you couldn't put up with me, I meant could you afford to put me up...you know, have me at your place?" Elisabeth chuckled at her friend, reaching out to tug lovingly on a strand of her hair. "You sure know how to make someone feel welcome, though, I'll give you that much.
Elisabeth rolled her eyes about Scott, shaking her head and unsure if she wanted to bitch about him or not. "He's being a git, is what he's doing. Been dating a Miss Emma Frost lately and quietly frankly, I don't much like it." She roughly crossed her arms for emphasis.