"Why not?" He countered, looking at her suspiciously. "People can't be disappointed when you're an ass, if you always are an ass." He shrugged. It wasn't entirely true, but it was close enough for him.

"I am not pretty. I'm...not even handsome. I am...something akin to road kill, I think." That he truly believed. There were loads more people at school that could be called 'pretty' well before him. "And your figure of speech is gay."

As for the offer to play some Quodpot, well...he made a bit of a face before nodding. He was hardly his game of choice, but it did have exploding balls. It was a good trade off for being a suck-ass game. "You're on." He said, standing again.