When you earn a real one, I'll be more convincing about it.

[ Stepping back and away from the other man, that sly smirk remains in place on Sylvain's lips as he props his hands on his hips. ]

So did you chase me down to attempt to improve my poor opinion of your skills or can I just tune the rest of this out and continue on my way now? It's okay, some people get performance anxiety. I promise not to tell anyone.