The first time, that had got under his skin, maybe. The second time, it had annoyed him, made him flush. Today, cradling his coconut and tipping his chin up a bit to consider Zane, he looked surprisingly chill about the joke. He lingered for just one moment, eyes narrowed, and then grabbed another coconut to make his way off. Taking the best of the spoils with him.
"Congrats, you're the third person to crack that lame joke this week."
He didn't look back over his shoulder.
"And at least I don't sound like a stripper."