Oh, the poor boy thought she was the third wheel? How naive could he be? She smirked as she gracefully meandered closer to his tree, making it as if to gather some herbs closer to him. She dropped her basket, picked up a plantain leaf, approached him with a mischievous look in her wildflower gaze, and tried to lay the leaf over the tip of his nose. "It's cute you think I'm the third wheel. Who's to say she isn't?" Implying she played with both of them and was impartial to either. Double the attention, no?
She winked and turned back to her basket, trailing her luxurious flag like tail under his chin salaciously.