"No, not completely. I mean, I thought you seemed pretty sensible at first, but now I'm questioning my judgement." She raised an eyebrow, and sat down on a box. "How much crazy have I not seen?"
(That was cheesy) "Crazy how? There's a bunch of different kinds," she said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Like, actually crazy, crazy because it's noisy, or just weird."
"All three? That's a lot of crazy. I think you might be a bad influence on me," she teased, looking up at him. "If you're that crazy, maybe you shouldn't be as trusted as you already are, hmm?"
"You seemed like a trustworthy person," she argued, shunning him. "I see I should not trust my instincts around you."
"I seem to have that effect on people," he said with mock arrogance, grinning down at her mischeviously.
She glared at him, attempting to hide a smile on her face. "You're a jerk face. I hope you know that."
"Good. That's what you get for not showing me your true identity until recently," she said, smirking slightly.
"You should have investigated more," he said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not responsible for your inability to resist my charms."
"You have no charms. I am unresponsive to you, now. You have no affect on me. My charm, on the other hand, only works on good people. That's a perfect indicator for me."
