"Well, I never turn down a drink from a good-looking guy," Dōjima purred, eyes flashing with mischief. "It's a date, then, for whenever your woman finally unties you from the bed." What? There was no way Rikku was going to let Reno out of her sight for the next few days if he managed to pull this off.

Which he would, Red was smooth like that.

"And we both know if you'd gotten Rikku a toaster, she'd be on the floor taking it apart within ten minutes. Shiny, Red, shiny."