To his credit, Dave's cheeks only heat the slightest bit when he realises what she's doing. It's kind of hard not to flick his eyes down and look quickly before raising them to her face, only to see her wink. Damn.

He isn't precisely in a flirting mood, what with feeling bad about Eponine, so he lets it roll past him as best he can. "Well, the customer service is awful anyway. I can't blame you." He huffs out an amused laugh and turns to reach for the first bra he can, rolling his eyes as he holds it to his chest. "Where else am I meant to get my girls fitted?" Being an overwhelming nerd is always a sure fire way to feel more comfortable.