"That'd be your own eyes staring back at you, sis. You should know the answer to that."

The faintest of tugs would be seen at the corner of his lips, showing he was amused that their banter had retained its normal energy and headache-induction. It was proving more and more troublesome not to just give her a hug or even a brofist, but he had to play it cool. Everything was upped difficulty-wise when he had some crazy duds on, too.

"A british cockatoo told me you were around so I figured I'd try finding you in the most logical places. Isn't it sad that I know you pretty well?"

Oh god. That wink. It sends chills down his spine and he makes the briefest cringing face ever before reaching his hand down to tug at the ends of his.. lower clothing in order to make sure there wouldn't be an opportune "draft of wind" thanks to Egbert. If he was even around.

"I know I have a badonkadonk, but damn. Let's not get into that outside in the public."