[Spy gives a disbelieving laugh. As his chest calms down, he smooths down his balaclava and returns Scout's look.]

Fine, fine, you've convinced me. I will take a look t'e next time we go for showers. 'Owever, since it is downstairs, I will need anot'er distraction; do not disappoint me.

And-- [Here he pauses, leaning in slightly for effect.] --I don't t'ink it would be terribly unusual to find t'at you're in love wit' me.