Alissa groaned, "Ugh, Winston, I suppose he wants to see me?" she questioned.

Randy nodded. "He does. I will stand by."

She kissed him again and went to meet Winston, who attempted to kiss her cheek while she recoiled.

Randy busied himself nearby so that he could watch and listen as needed...

Winston finally managed to kiss Alissa, "You're growing seeeooo loveleh," he said, "Are you being a good little girl?"

Randy turned to hide the fact that he'd wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"No, I'm being a terrible, strumpet," Alissa said facetiously. Winston twitched, "EEEOOOOH! WHEEAAH DID YOU LEARN SUCH LANGUAGE!" he writhed in distress.

Randy chuckled quietly to himself. He'd always been fond of Alissa's attitude, and anything that upset Winston's delicate sensibilities was a bonus.

Winston twittered and acted flustered before storming off, presumably to tell Alissa's mother.

"Now you're in for trouble," Randy remarked, still smiling.

"It's worth it, did you see him flapping about?" Alissa waved her arms in an imitation of Winston's flailing. "Besides, maybe if he thinks I'm a harlot he won't want me,"

"One can always hope," Randy replied.

"Maybe I should do something scandalous in front of him..." she mused.

Randy raised an eyebrow at her. "We don't want you being sent away again, now, do we?"

Alissa sighed, "No, you're right.....best not to upset him too much," she agreed.

"If anything too terrible were to happen, I could always... try to persuade him to keep quiet," Randy offered.