Long paused. "... No one can fly," he tried to explain, for whatever reason.

Rosen shook his head, "Wolfe can," he stated, "I guess he's a better body guard than you," he declared with a shrug.

"... Using a jet pack indoors is dangerous and impractical," Long replied.

"Who said anything about a jetpack?" Rosen asked.

"Wolfe cannot fly," Long replied,not buying that for a second. It looked like his gulibleness did in fact have a limit.

Rosen raised an eyebrow, "Yes he can," he persisted, "You should ask him."

"No, he cannot," Raven repeated, getting irritated as he put the games back in the box and shut it.

"Geez, calm down, be gentle with my games," Rosen whined.

Long remained silent, box sitting in his lap.

"You know what," Rosen suddenly stated, "You need to do some research on being gay."

Long blinked, but didn't say anything.

"This mansion is full of gay guys and straight guys. Go learn from them, you can't just attack people you know," Rosen stated with a smirk.

Long didn't seem to find that last bit amusing.

Rosen continued to smirk, "Go on, talk to them," he urged, "You need to get used to talking to other people. You're not Sheng's pet anymore."

"... I wasn't Sheng's pet," Long noted as he put the box on the stand beside Rosen. Then he picked up the little bit of what was left of Rosen's cake and started to walk out with it.

"Stop being so touchy and go talk to the guys!" Rosen called after him.