"Yeah, there's that too," he agreed, making a face. Stiles knew him, had known him before, and might have actually noticed him. Made playing that the makeover had been him always harder.

"How do you know you want Lydia if you haven't slept with her," he fired back, giving him a hard look. "If I had said I was into blonde girl with big tits but hadn't been with one would you ask me how I know? You just know who you're attracted to," he said, resisting the urge to be childish and stick his tongue out at Stiles.