A purple blush of embarrassment creeps across his face. He’s not used to being hit on, especially in such a teasing way, and it’s making him uncomfortable. “Th-that’s very flattering, ma’am, but I don’t think my fiancee would like it.”
” Typical.” She pouts with a sigh, coming up with the weirdest analogy she made up by far, ” The cute ones are always taken. Either that, or they are as gay as a sparkly unicorn running on a rainbow.” Enigma gave him a light punch to the shoulder, still in her random giggle fit, ” Well anyways, congrats. May you make tons of adorable blue puppy babies.”
Jack barely kept himself from flinching as Enigma socked his shoulder. Even if it was a light, playful punch, it brought up bad, bad memories. “… Erm, thank you. We intend to.”
He didn’t like this person much so far, but thanks to a recent encounter, he knew that “blue puppy babies” were a very real possibility in his future – it didn’t bother him as much as it would have. “I don’t believe I caught your n-name?”
Jack Maple 