>"It's no big deal primo. Just flirt with her in español, chicks really dig spanish."
>"Right. Right."
...
>"Thanks for coming with me, Mel."
>"N-no thank you! I'm not the biggest gun person but I'm having alot of fun!"
>"Well uh... that's not the exact reason why I brought you out here."
>"O-oh?"
>“Melissa... Tus ojos son tan amarillos como mi fruta favorita.”
>"What?"
>“¿Serás mi otra ala?”
>"Huh?"
>"Que?"
>"Greene... I don't speak spanish."
>"O-oh uh... right of course... haha..."
>Maria pops out of the bushes and gives him a thumbs up.
>The ptero-boy mentally tells himself to punch his cousin in the gut.
>"W-well I-I just wanted to uh... s-say that your eyes are as sour, no yellow, like my favorite vegge- FRUIT! Wait lemons are fruit right?"
>"...Yes?"
>"Yeah! Let me start over. Your eyes are yellow, like my favorite fruit..."
>"I... don't get it?"
>"Oh. Well uh, it's like your eyes are yellow right."
>"Uh huh."
>"And my favorite fruit are lemons."
>"Wait... lemons?"
>"Yeah, I'm a huge sucker for that sour sorta punch they hit you with."
>"Hm... I didn't know that."
>"Right and your eyes are yellow like lemons, which are my favorite fruit."
>"Oooooh! I get it! Your kinda saying that you really like my eyes! They're your favorite!"
>"Yes! Exactly!"
>The two grin at each other with a chuckle and giggle...
>...before they both explode into blush, turning away from each other.
>"Y-you were flirting with me?!"
>"Y-yeah?"
>"D-does that mean that you like me?"
>"I-I think? I mean- Yeah!"
>"Wait DOES THAT MAKE US BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND?"
>"I-I think? Do you like me back?"
>"YES! OH MY GOSH YES! I LOVE YOU!"
>"HOLY SHIT! I LOVE YOU TOO!"
>"DOES THAT MEAN WE'RE GONNA KISS NOW?"
>"I THINK SO!"
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
>They both bonk their foreheads into the other, knocking themselves out cold.
>Maria pops out of the bush, smugly claiming the title of ultimate wingman.