The blush on Johnny's face makes Siffleur smirk and for a moment, he gives the man an inviting look. But only a moment, before he breaks it and focuses on the sushi rolling by, reaching out to take a plate by hand as he helps himself to a tiny perfect octopus. Siffleur enjoys taunting and teasing, but in his heart, he is not really a homewrecker.

"It was good meeting you too, Johnny. I'll come in whatever form finds the most comfortable clothes." He gestures vaguely towards legs, long and wiry and slightly furry. "Many pants become capris on me."