"Oh?" She was slowly inching closer, her face mere inches from his. "And what kind of girl do you think I am?"

She stopped, but only to put her finger against his lips.

"I changed my mind. Don't tell me. Show me." She tilted her head ever so slightly and leaned her body against his, locking him in a kiss. She hadn't expected much out of it, but she found it pleasant, lingering on his lips perhaps just a bit longer than she should have.

Eventually she had to take the shot, though. She didn't know how hard that fake foot of his was, but they were both one swift kick from finding out. She was really starting to hope he didn't take it personal.