"Brown is good, too," he said, completely missing her tone, or, lack of one. "And if we're together, we'll have no need of owls. We only need each other." He went on, telling her how right she was about the pool and playset, deciding they would just get their children a sandbox. All of this in a tone and enthusiasm that would make him sick to his stomach had he not been afflicted, as it were. There was nothing that could make him give up on all his dreams and aspirations, all his lifetime goals, or so he thought. Apparently, a simple love potion could have him throw everything out the window. If this infatuation ever wore off, he was sure to be extremely disgusted with himself. Of course, he had found true love, it would never wear off...
Deciding Audrey wasn't being very enthusiastic about the conversation, even though he was plenty excited enough for the both of them, he decided to change the subject. "So, you're still going to the dance with Amaury then?" He asked, not trying to hide the sour tone he had saying the snake's name. "I would think he wasn't a suitable date. I'm much better for you."