Diva's head popped into view from the top of the staircase. Her expression looked vaguely annoyed, but her tone was still playful enough. How serious she was about what she said was a mystery.

"Ne, I can hear you very well, you know. And your kissing. If you're going to kiss anyone, it should be me."

She paused, stepping fully into view with her hands clasped behind her back. "But I guess I can make an exception if it's both of you! Ah, but you know, there's only one bed, it looks like. How terrible, we'll just have to share~"

There, of course, was certainly more than one bed, but Diva wanted to see how far she could take it. She certainly wouldn't object to spending her night nestled between two men she was easily rather fond of. It would be better than having to sleep alone, like she often did. Well, when she hadn't dragged a man home with her for the night, anyways. Gene's conversation or not, Diva wouldn't be broken of her habit of "physical comfort" any time soon.