While it was true that Wanda was an unsocialable flower, Pietro had been dying to get out into the world around them and see his sister smile again. She was the one to protect him but he made her come out into the light of day. "Depends if you will spend all night in silence alone," he replied, having tried the whole time to not speed ahead and eat everything he was carrying.
Pietro didn't think it was his fault that there were more than enough pretty girls around to smile and blow kisses at. There was a cute blonde here, a gorgeous brunette there, he didn't care if they had men. There was to be no foul play in flirting with any girl. "You are just sad that the boys do not flirt with you, little bird." he teased back.