[Hand not in Ardyn's hair? Straight to his chest with a dramatic thump.] I'm hurt. You'd really play around with my feelings like that? For a little laugh at poor old me?

[That oh so humble facade lasts for about another two seconds before it drops.] Or maybe you just don't put out on the second date. I can respect that. [What a smarmy asshole.

A smarmy smirky asshole who takes this opportunity to tug on Ardyn's hair and tip his head back.] Just remember that you technically started this. [Ready for smooch #2? He's ready for smooch #2.]