Jamie immediately felt like a heel, something he had by and large managed to avoid lately. Looks like good old Ricky was back to mess up his winning streak. "No, it's not that," he tried to insist. "I just didn't recognize, and was trying to, you know, place it. It's not... bad." Ok, so the hair was a little much. "It's not like you grew fins or something."
"By accident! And just one!" Jamie almost shouted, his face turning rather scarlet again. It was not like he had gone out searching for Slade's movies, in fact he had pointedly avoided that one title ever since. So far as the, err, performance went, he had zero comment, but seeing an old time friend naked and doing a girl doggy style without any kind of warning? It was a bit much for Madrox.
Jamie was rather used to Fredrick's babbling, as a kid the guy had run on and on and on at the mouth. In retrospect it would have been nice had Jamie been able to spawn dupes in childhood, let one listen to Fredrick talk while he went off to do something more productive. This time he was not about to just let the man go off, not when he was already fighting so hard to salvage his reputation here. Flushing to the tips of his ears, Jamie threw both hands up, eyes going wide. "Ffffffftshhhhhhhhhh!" He exploded in the sound, fingers wriggling as if trying to cast some sort of spell of silence on the pink haired man. "No! No! None of that!" His frustration left him sounding more like he was scolding a dog than a man a year his senior.