"Maybe I know more girls than you. How embarrassing. For you, anyway." His tone is indignant, because girls are hella gross. He's the sanitary one, he thinks. Except when he doesn't shower. "I'll be what I want." And he snorts his nose unattractively when it's poked to example this.

"I wouldn't be surprised." He retorts and he doesn't move from where he's lying when she stands up. "Get me some juice, would you?"