[ He lays a semi-gentle backhand to her leg when she starts laughing, but aside from that and a brief, displeased twist of his mouth, he doesn't seem too off-put. He pretty much asked for it, after all. ]

Pretty sure any tips from John would just wind up netting me a girl like you. And if I wanted to date you, Lalonde, I'd have been doing it a while ago.

[ He leans back on the branch, one hand supporting him as he looks over his shoulder toward John. ]

You guys'll be fine. I mean, you're both retarded, but I guess that's why it'll work out.