Here Comes the ___

Hey Solar, wanna make Rez jealous? Riptide pauses for a moment, thinking about what he's just said. I mean, let's go check out that guy on the beach. Another pause, this time a bit longer accompanied with a face-palm. He takes a breath, metering every word from his own mouth...He looks suspicious, but if we get there first, Glory Hound Rez will hate that. Come on!

Riptide flies down to the beach. Leaving Rez to fly off in a different direction.

"No illusions of grandeur here, Sunny. You're... showered... how's a guy compete with that! Females of the species are kind of like dogs... There's a pause while he takes inventory of what he just said... I mean they can be scent oriented, but in Rez's case, her attitude, uh... also rhymes with "witch" if you know what I mean..."