Richie's still trying to process how anyone ends up with a fuck ton of tiny little plastic ducks or what that even looks like when she makes the offer, so it's another beat of delay for him to process. He raises his eyebrows and this time loses his personal war against not looking at her tits. Realises it too late, glances away. Clears his throat.

"Look, I'm -- I'm a really big fan of that idea. The making out idea. That would be pretty fucking fire, actually. But I'm pretty sure my cousin Carmen has like, a crush on you?" He rubs his cheek with his hand. "And I don't want to ruin that for him. He kind of needs a W right now. So I'm really flattered, but, uh.. I don't think it's a good idea."