Gar raised an eyebrow, but didn't pass comment about her giggling. He'd heard it before, he was almost certain. Or... no, he'd never heard her giggle. Sometimes one of his jokes would get through her hard candy shell to the soft chocolate filling underneath, and then she might laugh or chuckle, but he hadn't even known she was capable of giggling.
"Please, Rosita. Please don't tease me like you do." He leaned towards the chocolate again, which was still out of reach, along with her fingers this time. "Please be nice and share with me your sweet stuff. Keep teasing me and I might bust out a 'pwitty pwease' in an awesome falsetto, and no one wants that."