[ there's something beautiful about the fact riddle is genuinely torn up and in perpetual anguish over the mere thought of two of them linking up with other people while kaiser gleefully awaits the day he gets a free pass to torment what would essentially be the side bitch. happy valentine's day, everybody! ]

Don't be foolish.

[ riddle chuffs. ]

When have you ever known me to cut anyone slack? If he wants to keep me, then he will either impress me or die trying. I won't accept anything less.

[ though, he has to say, he kind of agrees with kaiser. riddle, the delulu little munchkin, doesn't think he's that hard to please. just take him out for gourmet dessert, provide an act of service, and rent out an exorbitant private space for him so he doesn't have to interact with riff-raff? the hardest part will be eating his honmei without expiring!

while kaiser flops around a bit, riddle takes a moment to hook his fingers into the backs of his shoes to hang them up, responding all the while. ]

A romance would be appropriate... We will need to find something with an interesting subgenre, however.

[ when he returns to slide onto the couch next to his bestie, riddle has brought the remote with him. ]

Ah. What about the new Nosferatu? I have yet to see it, but I want to. A dark, macabre romance is still a romance.

[ pretend nosferatu is already out or that i sent the hotel my pirated copy. anyway, riddle is pretty sure he'll crash the fuck out if they watch a sad romance or period drama, and he knows for a fact neither he nor the wife would enjoy a lowbrow romcom. ]