[Thank you for slamming a hand over the Maiden's face. That way, he won't have to listen to whatever she was saying. Not that he's actually listening anyway when he'd rather argue with Monika than doing what was demanded of them, and attempts to pry the painting off the wall and threaten to snap her in half.

The cost for the damage be damn. The Maiden shouldn't have trapped them here in the first place!]

Some do, and they are called friends with benefits. Even I know that. Besides, that's why I was negotiating for... Stuff to be less intense instead of making us do things as if we were.... Were lovers.

[Even though he ultimately agrees that they shouldn't be pressured into sex like this (especially by a painting of all things), he's yet to find another way out from inside the elevator.

He doesn't mind talk of sex, but likewise, gets easily flustered unless he's mildly drunk or aphro'd, too. At least they both are similar in that regard.

And speaking of aphro'd, with the two seemingly favor bickering over sex, Soundwave completely misses the spraying sound coming from the painting, but he does eventually notice the change in the atmosphere soon after. As his voice begins to trail off during the argument, the aphrodisiac starts to take effect, his body gradually heats up, and his face flushes under the mask.]

... Is it.... is it getting hot in here?