"I'm sorry, but I'm forced to kiss you. AGAIN." He quickly kisses his cheek waves aND RUNS FOR THE HILLS.
While the reason why this is begs the question, and he's tempted to address it-- the smirk plastered on his face betrays curiosity with the situation. Whatever hellish die was tempting this sure had a wacky sense of humor.
"Yeah, whatever man."
And then he was gone. The back of a gloved hand wipes his cheek off, now.












