Poor Nox, she was throwing so much at him and she could be a little bit too much to handle at times she knew. "We've met, and she's made her presence known." Belle laughed, thinking of such things. "One of our first dates we stayed in a hotel in Boston and she slipped some things into your bag. Risque clothes for both of us, cuffs... that kind of thing." Ok, so she probably shouldn't have told him this stuff, she knew it was a little heavy for poor teenaged Nox, but she didn't think, it was one of Belle's charms. "I like her, she's fun."
Walking over to the table, she picked up the bottle and relocated it to the sink to be dealt with later. They probably shouldn't risk the chance of glass being in there, just incase. That was where she was when he asked about his older body. Belle turned to look at him, shaking her head. "Portly is... not the word I'd use to describe your body once you get older. Wait, I'll find you a picture." Wiping her hands, she went to her laptop, opening it to show a photo someone had sent them from their wedding day, and carrying the device over to the table so he could see. "Not portly. Perfect. I could probably find better photos to show you, if you want?"