"Sarah…" The Goblin King growled with exasperation, "I've already told you I simply don't date. I gave it up."
He shifted his hips, arms akimbo and a haughty mask covering his features.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Sarah replied deceptively dismissively, "All I'm saying is keep doing what you've been doing. What we've known each other for two years now. I don't care about putting on airs. Do what you do, live your life…only…include me in it," her voice raised in a muted question as her tongue came across those last words.
Jareth cocked an eyebrow, intrigued.
"And maybe kiss me sometimes, or often if the case allows…"