...and Vandal wants to tickle him when he does all this for her? Tsk.

And Drift doesn't know any 'your mom' jokes, so he takes it at face value, ducking his head in gratified embarrassment.

"Thank you," he said. "For singing."

But he can't sit here getting all clean and attentioned all day so he pulls away, letting his finger trail down her jaw. "I suppose we should stop, before, you know, you melt or something." He means from the water. You know: universal solvent.