[Scott doesn't try hard, or at all, to avoid her, letting out a small lighthearted protest as she boops him with the spoon. He's stopped trying to sling more of that cream on her, just letting the whisk drop by his side as he looks at her with a more than fond expression.
Course, it may be a bit hard to see with his shades on, but he still looks a lot less serious with the whipped cream splattered across them.]
T-think you got a little something on your face. [Scott manages with one last chuckle, his hand lifting up to wipe some of the remnants off her.]
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Course, it may be a bit hard to see with his shades on, but he still looks a lot less serious with the whipped cream splattered across them.]
T-think you got a little something on your face. [Scott manages with one last chuckle, his hand lifting up to wipe some of the remnants off her.]