"Oh, dude, yeah you fucked up super bad with that one," he exclaims, like it's a revelation, all mock excitement as he presses his face - and a kiss - to her temple. There isn't a hint of anything but gross adoration when he follows that up, laughing, with, "You fuckin' asshole. God."

He pushes his hair back with his free hand, gaze dropping to the notebook in his lap and the equations written across the page and smirks. "In a rush to get to that textbooks-to-mice section, huh?"