“Tell me how many and a few specifics and I'll bring you what you need,” she said, kissing his cheek. “It looks good so far, thought I have a sneaky suspicion this means I'm not getting laid by you anytime soon,” she added with a large, playful pout. She rested her head on his shoulder, gently brushing her fingers over Confucius' stomach, smiling as he grabbed her fingers and started chewing on her long green nails.