Joe
Joe felt his lower region getting a bit excited as his gaze lightly touched her shapely ass. Thankfully, he sat down before it grew enough to be visible and even then, it never grew to its full length. Still, her questioning sliced through him like scissors and paper. His mind raced, formulating the perfect charismatic response.
Shit! What do I say here?! How the hell do I match up to a godamn magician!?
Lie. Say your a werewolf slayer. You already told her the story.
I was literally carried by her while racing a talking skelleton. That will make me look worse than if I tell her the truth!
Uhh.... tell her your a mage too.
Joe averted his eyes for a moment, looked back at her and sighed. "Well, im pretty good at math," he said, his shoulders falling forward to the point of making him look slumped in his seat. "Its why I decided to major in accounting..." His voice drifted off, along with his ego.