He was doing alright until that last bit. Lust's eyes narrowed into fiery green slits, it was easy to see why she got along with Wrath so well. She stood up and crossed over to him. She sat down right in his lap, not giving him a chance to even avoid it. "Let's get one thing straight, shall we? I'm not trying to get you into bed." she pressed the tip of her fingernail under his chin, a slow pleasant warmth already spreading from that point downward. It was literally a fraction of what she could do. She leaned in closer so she could whisper in his ear, "Would you like me to try, George?" He was ruining their date.