Then it works out you'd have a thing for Envy, doesn't it?

[Resting her... elbows? on the dance bar and resting her chin in her hands.]

But... as much as I love the idea of turning you green every time you see me— don't get me wrong, I really do— I'm pretty sure there's no reason to worry.

You can always pretend to be jealous, though. Makes me feel pretty.

[Batting her lashes. This is her idea of a joke maybe]