He put Mario Kart into the wii and grabbed the two steering wheels, tossing one at Buffy. "Yeah, I figure you wouldn't hesitate to blame my blinding abs if you had the chance." He toyed with the hem of his shirt, moving it upwards as if he were going to reveal his dangerously white chest again, but he dropped it before more than a flash of skin could be revealed. Buffy's eyes were safe.

Though honestly, he was pretty sure that was the one excuse she wouldn't use. Considering how hard she worked to convince him she hadn't been looking to begin with, it didn't seem to be something she'd admit to, even to try and make a loss not count.