"Not the type? Pfft..." Balthier scoffed and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I don't doubt you've some weird attraction for the young girls who normally stalk Galbadia Garden, and I suppose that cowboy shtick appeals to someone other than Selphie, but you clearly don't realise that she says jump and you ask 'how high?'." He cleared his throat and shaking his head slightly. "Just ask her to dinner or some such."