"You roight blimey bastahrd.." James said, his voice muffled as he buried his face into your chest, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist.

You wanted to get silly so you decided to lace James' tea with Aprodisiac, now that left you with an intensely infatuated, almost drunk, Brit that kept clinging onto you.

"I bloodeh love ya, mate." James said with a smile.