"Oy, Duncan, I'm hurt!"

Not that he really was, the idea of SETTLING down with ANYTHING, even if it had boobies and the like, was a tad too preposterous to consider. It was interesting that Modesty seemed inclined to settle down with Mr. Alexander, of whom Sirius had heard very little. Which perhaps was why it was interesting and not mortifying, or something equally silly.

"I'm next! Of all the various men and women you've probably snogged and done interesting things with, you tramp," he said, in greatly congenial spirits, and in a rather fond manner, for he was, after all, fond of Modesty in a strictly non-settling-down sort of a way, "who was the best and why?"

The twinkling eyes demanded an honest and yet ego-pleasing sort of an answer. That he may have been setting himself up for disaster did not even occur to him.