Fionna pulls her tongue back, making a face. "What the heck kinda thing is that to think! A kiss! Perverted stuff? I'm just sticking my tongue out! Ugh, maybe there's somethin' to being a smolt after all! Who just goes and thinks that stuff?"

She shook her head. "Dude, you can't think I don't know a dirt ball when I see them, and if they try to take advantage of me, they'll get one in the balls. Even I know what kinda junk some people think. I'm not that naive."

Fionna grinned. "Yeah, I figured that much out man. It's fun to think I make you blush, makes me feel all special or something. but I know you just do it easy!"