[Vinnie searched his brain, but found it increasingly devoid of things to say that could cover up how awkward he felt. Joys. His face was growing more and more red - this was probably way more information than Voile ever actually needed to know. How on earth did Max manage to be so tactless and thoughtless when talking about this kind of stuff? It probably really spoke to how simple he was in the head...]

Y...eah, s'nothing else I can think of right now. I think I'm done embarrassin' myself on behalf've my sex.