"My.. you likely get this a lot, but you're very handsome." Sylvester leans on his cane some, actually having to look up to the other man- a very rare occurrence, and an attractive one to him at that. It wasn't often others were taller than him. "Your eyes- you've seen a lot, haven't you? You have a fire in them. Mhm.. determination- you exude power. It's attractive."
Eternal Burning Flame of Rage
“I don’t have time for petty flattery. Garbage like that is going to be getting you nowhere fast. It’s pointless, useless, and you’re an Arceus darned fool if you think you’re going to be getting any special treatment from me with that trash.”
This was actually one of the more lighter and nicer reactions he has had toward others giving him compliments, flirts, and whatnot. In fact, he could very well have just kicked that cane out from under the other and watched him stumble or hopefully fall face first into the cold hard linoleum lobby floor.
“Wipe that disgusting smile off your face and get out of here. This isn’t a charity for hobos.” Only thing good about him were his looks and his looks alone.
Well.. Sylvester wasn’t wrong in anything he had said, though.