"Oopsie," Scott replied putting a finger to his lips in a 'shhhh' gesture. "I said nothing," he whispered into Cora's ear. "Nothing that happens from here in is my fault and you remember that," he teased, knowing that she was kidding just as much as he was, even if there was a grain of truth in the whole entity-worries. Scott looked at her with an innocent smile and answered, "if you'd decided I was the target of your critique, I would definitely be wounded. Don't get any ideas about starting now it's been suggested, either," he told her with a grin of amusement.
"Ahh, those poor saps," he said with a smile. "Maybe we should have asked for a private tour, just to make sure we're not screwing up someone's day." Then again, seeing all the other people getting freaked out over nothing would be kinda fun. "And I should never have mentioned the hate-fucks, cause now I'll never know when I'm on your good side," he told Cora with a chuckle, "though I appreciate the compliment on my awesome prowess," Scott teased. He gave a nod as Cora headed towards the shop in question and raised an eyebrow. "Is this where you try on a bunch of dresses and I let you know which one I'd most like to take off you?" he asked with a grin.