"You have no taste. You disgust me. I would separate your head from your neck if I thought you were worth the meager effort that it would take."
Courtney's crush, Aj, didn't blink as he stared down Abaddon fearlessly. "I won't apologize for being a purist. The nineties and eighties were the golden ages of music. R&B especially."
"Don't talk to me about golden ages, boy. I was old and grey when they were crawling out of their diapers."
Aj and Zheng looked their father-in-law up and down.
"...Okay, maybe not grey." Abaddon held up his hands in surrender. "The red's kind of my whole thing, you know."
Zheng and Aj glanced at each other before shrugging. The old dragon did indeed look good.
But the young human suddenly shook his head hard as if to remind himself not to swoon. "Nah, that's not the point! You gotta think about 'I Forgot to Be Your Lover' by William Bell. What compares to that?!"
"'Need U Bad' by Jazmine Sullivan." Abaddon answered nearly instantly.
