Frisk hardly bats an eye at Marie somehow pronouncing a tilde. Their experience with Muffet had desensitized them to that. Maybe they should switch tactics? "While it's true that I am true romance royalty, according to my flirt sensors your cute levels..." they wiggle their eyebrows suggestively before widening their eyes in an exaggerated manner. "No! Impossible!"

"They're off the charts!" They step back, face a mask of pure shock. "You've completely fried my device with your sheer, raw cute ratings. Now, normally I would challenge you to a climactic fight scene for such a dishonor... but I'll settle for you giving me another Definitive Amorous Tactical Electronic."