"Aw, he gets jealous?" Quipped the Thief, chuckling. "That's so funny. Don't worry about it. For all intents and purposes, I could be considered like your one-time therapist. I don't have that whole doctor/patient confidentiality oath, but I can promise you anything you say here will be kept in the strictest of confidence." He smiled then, flicking his tongue over his lower lip before going and getting the next color.
"Flatter me all you want, I like it and you won't hear any protests." He started in with the deeper shade of purple, scooting a bit closer to make sure he got the coloring right. "I warn you, though. If a bitty little dark haired chick with red eyes comes in, we'll have to stop making out." He was obviously joking, just by how he said it.