"You see, Kent, to woo a woman you must first think like one."
The red cavalier opened his mouth as if to protest, but was quickly silenced by a finger over his lips.
"Shh. Only the sweet sounds of seduction now, my friend."
Kent rolled his eyes, drawing a chuckle from his rambunctious partner.
"First, you must look into her eyes... A maiden of beauty and purity shall always have eyes containing the most dazzling of colour!" He batted his eyes playfully.
"Sain."
"Shh," the green-haired man hissed softly.
Kent let out a short, frustrated sound. "Quit acting like such a fool and-"
"Shh..." Sain took Kent's hand in his. "Then you take that lucky lady's hand and tell her of her beauty. Flatter her!" He winks and snickers. "Come on, Sir Kent. Tell me I'm beautiful."
"Sain."
"Come oooonnnn! Please?" He looked up at his companion pleadingly.
For a moment Kent was silent, then he seemed to collapse inwardly with a sigh. "Fine," he breathed.
"Now tell me I'm beautiful, my dashing knight," he purred in a high falsetto.
Kent covered his face with a hand shamefully and wondered where his life began going downhill. "...You're beautiful," he wheezed.
Sain snorted before bursting into unrestrainted laughter, wiping a tear from his eye. Thoroughly disgusted and humiliated, Kent turned to walk away.