Cobra rapped his tan knuckles on the table, "Oi, Bright Eyes. You can think about how unflattering your demon landlady would look in that miniskirt later."
Lucy yelped, spinning around to stare surprisingly at the now smirking man.
"Cobra?! When did you even get here?" Now it was his turn to look surprised.
"You really didn't hear us come in?" A shocked face quickly morphed into a grin, "Geez, just how deep in thought were you about all that?" A guffaw threatened to break out. Lucy's face reddened significantly. "Maybe I'll have to start calling you 'Deaf Ears' instead of Bright Eyes."
"If you so dare as whisper that around my friends I will make sure Erza knows about the time you snuck into my house and put forty snakes in my dresser drawers." There is no joking tone to be found in her steely cool voice. Cobra would not live to see the dawn if she told the psycho that.
"Alright, fine. It's not like that would have stuck anyways." Was it just him, or did just a tinge of redness stay when he said that?
Well, at least he had her attention now.