Oh God. He was finally getting it? Seriously? James almost wanted to laugh as he reached up to touch Hartley and, well, it was less romantic to touch his hand and pull him in closer with puppets on his hand. He swiftly whipped both off and mumbled an apology to his felt friends as he used his actual fingers to tug Hartley's hair, trying to keep the kiss going as long as he could.

As long as they were kissing, they weren't talking.