[ Sarcasm is fine with him. It's one of those things that he either misses completely or finds to be a challenge; he catches on this time around, snickers about it as he thinks for an appropriate response. ]

Laugh it up while you can. Pretty soon I'll have you talking like that D'Arby guy, remember him? One of the shitty professors you had a few months ago?

[ He slides his hand under her top, rolls his thumb over the curve of her chest and squeezes lightly. ]

'Yes! Yes! Yes!'

[ Does this kind of talk ever work in his favor? It definitely doesn't. ]