[ He cocks an eyebrow at the teeth bared against his pulse. He looks like he wants to call Luke's bluff and yet. And yet Luke clearly did something to piss off a squadron of Space Javerts in leathery skin, so there's just enough inkling of doubt to keep him quiet. ]

I hung out with rough crowds. [ With a melodramatic sigh, he pulls Luke flush against his body, arms draped over him in a smothering bear hug. The effect is completely ruined by America's hand dipping down to cop a feel on Luke's ass with the subtlety of a train wreck. ] I guess I just got a thing for bad boys! Good thing I don't have parents or my antics would damn near break their hearts! Luckily for your ma, you get to bring home the embodiment of liberty.

[ Just try to pick out which parts of that were a joke and which parts were blatant preening. It's impossible.

Little has changed in that even his ego can be pushed aside in favor of excitement over fluffy animals. Disney is trying desperately to get the rights to make him the next princess, but each time the President (every president) sorta just shakes their head and whispers, "Don't make it a musical he'll never stop singing and not even the oval office is soundproofed enough to escape that." ]

A giant bunny in charge of intergalactic peace?! [ Can you see the stars light up in his eyes? Galaxies of joy and memories and bunnies. ] That's gotta be our first stop on our grand adventure! Can you even imagine?! Just think how fluffy its tail will be! No wonder they work for peace, who could possibly resist a big ol' bun-bun askin' 'em to be nice?!

[ Not America. Luke has inadvertently discovered the key to peace on Earth, or at least a much calmer tide from Western shores. ]

Can't dress me up now 'cause I already look cool. And 'cause I need somethin' to entice you with. It's my only bargaining chip!

[ He nudges the side of Luke's head with his nose like an affectionate horse. Already smells like one. ]