You, Knife, and Pickle were sitting down, both of them looking at you. After season one, with you faking your whole personality and acting like an idiot, manipulating everyone, and almost stealing the prize money didn't make them appeal to you much.

You: "Ah well I have many assistances!-"

Knife: "Name one you don't want to fuck."

You paused, blushing slightly.

You: "Oh my that was... Quite crud of you."

Pickle: "Can you.. Can you come up with one."

You paused before smirking.

You: "Uh you."

You pointed at Knife. His eyes widened, he was shocked and frankly a little hurt.

Knife: "Really?!"

You: "Yes."

Knife: "I don't believe it!"

You: "Why don't you believe it? Is it because you want to fuck me? Is that why?"

Knife eyes went wide, he looked away.

Knife: "Uhhhh.."