That was met with a howl of laughter. "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry then. I didn't mean to hurt your new, delicate feelings." Clearly Deb wasn't buying into this possibility in the least. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she threw a nearby rag toward his face. "You're plenty special," clearly not meant in a complimentary way either. "You know what I meant."
Which just made her grin wider with childish pride. Huffing, "You just want me to do all the dirty work so you can hide out, out here and not be bothered by everybody wanting to borrow one of your precious boats." She was ignoring being dug at about being bossy, if only because the last time it'd come up still sort of stung.
Deb quirked an eyebrow, mostly because she could more then because she actually doubted the claim. "Suppose," she dragged out, doubtfully. It was satisfying even if she knew he was playing it up. Said move made her lift her finger and give him an unfriendly look as she leaned away from him. "You do it and I'll kick your ass Wyatt," she threatened. "Could say the same about you." Because this was clearly one of the more mature exchanges that had ever taken place.
"Maybe not, but it was hilarious at the time." Shaking her head, "She was so pissed off at the time, I thought she was going to start tipping tables on her way out." Rolling her eyes slightly, "I doubt she's still that hung up about you." But she wasn't going to ask, if only because the last thing she wanted to hear about was Wyatt's past exploits. He was close enough to an older brother in her mind to just make that gross. "You should, but I won't hold my breath for it." The scowl he earned for that was only a little exaggerated. "I'm just meaner then you are and don't coddle them." Didn't bother her if their feelings got hurt, at least not usually. Wasn't like his reputation had been some kind of secret. Same was true of Kendall and the rare hookup that showed up at the bar looking for more. Deb had trouble dealing with the emotional ramifications of her own, actual relationship - she surely didn't have them to waste on some one off her friends had picked up that couldn't take a hint.
He was definitely acting sketchy, but for the moment she was going to let it go. There was something to find out, but if it had to do with his sex life there was as good a chance she didn't want to know too.
It was probably mean, but there was never a time that watching others get that sort of glazed over look as they tried to process a sudden onslaught of excited kid speak wouldn't be hilarious. Seemed doubly true when it came to watching the look appear on Wyatt's face.
Lily rolled her eyes up slightly, looking very much like her mom (who was clearly trying not to laugh at him). "Duh, you can't have a dog without a name." Obviously, sometimes adults were so weird. "I got to pick it though, 'cause he's my dog." There was nothing but pride in her voice at that announcement, since she still thought it was unbelievably cool to have a dog. She opened her mouth, clearly getting ready to rattle off a bunch more information that would go over his head, but Deb cut her off. "Let's save some stories for when we meet up with Trav later, yeah? Booga's starting to look bored."
It was that last bit that actually caught the kids attention and had her turning around quickly, heading back to their previous task of throwing the dog's tennis ball with a light kick from Deb.
She turned her attention back to Wyatt a beat later. "Hiding behind an eight-year-old is lame even for you."