[puts his hands behind his head] Good, because I wasn't planning on moving for a while.

[And this time he just keeps his hair the way it is. Some of it is in his face. Okay, most of it is in his face. He peeks one eye through his fringe at her, continuing to talk as if she'd never done it.]

I see, I see. You know, it's not nice to stereotype, Leanne. What if I said herons are all quiet and demure and completely lacking in deviousness? Then I really would be a liar. [pointed look]