He gapes a little at the actual bridge thing, wondering if she means what he thinks she means, but then he just shuts his mouth because yeah, probably. And in any case, she's pressing up against his side and so forget everything else that doesn't pertain to them right now. Her cheesy line makes him smirk, but she does feel nice when she leans into him with all of her warm, ample curves.

"We do rock, don't we?" he murmurs in agreement as his thumb sweeps over her deliciously plump bottom lip, while his other hand slides down her back to rest on her deliciously plump bottom.