"Oh. I'm sorry!" He replied, setting down the plate. "I... um. Heh. Sorry!"

There had to be a point, he supposed, where the things that excited him ended and the things that excited her began. Despite being similar in some regards, they were also quite different people. He remembered worrying aloud to Vinnie on more than one occasion that he ate too much and slept too much for anyone to find him too terribly interesting. Not that she was being harsh or hard or even seemed really unhappy. But it was a personal insecurity of his and it was about time it reared it's head.

"What do you want to talk about? I have all sorts of things up here." he said, tapping his fuzzy, blue head.