Estival, I'm so touched! Oh, that might just be the best damn compliment I've gotten all night!

[ Chitoge tries to ham up a few sniffles and squeeze out a tear, just to sell herself a bit. An actress she most certainly is not-- ]

But I think, for once, you might have me beat this time. How am I supposed to compete with the world's biggest fruit cake herself? Especially when you're in season...

[ Though, Chitoge does set her drink down to run her fingers down the sleeve of Erina's ridiculous top, as if to check something... ]

Mine's definitely itchier, though. I'm suffering in style here...