“I don’t implode.” Alex said with a snort and a shake of his head. “I explode, and things blow up when something gets to me.” The man did have his own temper, after all. It was never a nice thing to see whenever it did happen. Something, or someone, always got destroyed or broken. But, that was something that went with everything else, and half of why he was always so good at what he did.
“Well, Mrs. Malfoy is cute.” He reached a hand up to tap his finger on his chin as he seemed to think along those lines. “Might not be so bad to have her in bed and being.. an… uhm.. proper wife.” He just grinned at that. Noble society, after all, had specific thoughts for how women should act around their men, and he wasn’t going to turn down such thoughts most of the time.
He rolled his eyes at Tracey though, before he smirked at her. “Babe, if you want my autograph, its definitely not going on any wall with a Weird Sister poster.” He said with a shake of his head. “We’ll just have to find something else to sign that’ll appeal to me.”