For a second, Scarlet completely fails to register the words.
Then he does.
Then he does a doubletake and gets caught halfway between a shocked gasp and laughter. Trying to control his slightly mad chuckling, Scarlets hat falls off. Diving to catch it allows him the few seconds to get his body inder control.
Clearing his throat, Scarlet attempted to say calmly.
”We’re, ah. ‘Cough’ not married. We’re close friends but nothing more ‘cough’.” He almost lost it ahain as he noticed Hazy Not Reacting to all this. ”I bumped to Hazy on the way here and she decided to tag along,” he smirked. “Anyway, i run a rare artifacts and curiosities shop. A Spectrum of Curiosity.” He said this, even though he new the receptionist likely would not have heard if it. “Old world finds, full of magic and mystery and history, you know? This deposit box will be for documentation, special items and anything i’d rather keep safer than at the shop.
Really, we’re just friends. Just mates.”
inwardly, much like Hazy, Scarlet wasn’t sure quite how he felt about this little bit of confusion.