Decker kissed her hand. "Hope you like jerks. If you do you'll absolutely adore me." He wasn't joking, he really hoped she liked overly macho, tough jerks. He hoped she was ready for the worst, beacause that what she would get. He also hoped she liked rock music, he loved rock. He smiled whenever he thought of it. "You're supprisingly enthusiastic. I'm not that amazing." He was supplied he said that, as he was the guy who supposed 'The Best' by Tina Turner was written about him.