[ Eddie jerks back suddenly, as though he's been shot, a hand flying to his chest. Some of the champagne spills down from the glass, runs over his fingers, but Eddie is committed to the bit. He sits slowly, his expression pained as he licks droplets of wine from his fingers. ]

I can't believe you'd make me admit that. [ He adds a fake sniffle to his show, looks downright broken hearted as he takes a long swallow from his glass. ] Guess it doesn't surprise me that you've never been rejected.

[ And he chooses not to elaborate further on why he thinks that is. Eddie drums his fingers against his thigh, trying to come up with something good. ]

Never have I ever flashed someone.

[ He quirks a brow, very interested in her answer. ]