He sneaks up behind @Crownedsweater, grabbing her around the waist and pressing his lips against her neck, blowing hard to create a rather large (what can only be described as) farting noise.
@Crownedsweater He leaned back slightly to look down at her, a hand coming up to gently stroke the hair away from the side of her face.
“I hope that you don’t need to find that out.”
@Crownedsweater — frame coming down through the hole.
He put the book down to the side quickly, and stood up as she entered, his hands diving into his pockets out of nervous habit as he shuffled over to the entrance to meet her.
“Hey, Betty. Come to relieve me of my duties?”
He grinned —