"Usually? Yeah. But I'm not exactly Romeo, here."

Which is true. It's kind of a miracle that he landed a girlfriend. Who knew that all he needed to impress a queen was bad jokes and worse hygiene?

(To be fair, he showered for their first date.)

He glances back up at Gaster. He kept of has to so they can talk, but oh. You jackass. He sees that shit-eating grin. The sudden red tinge in Sans cheekbones don't help.

"Which lady? I know a lot of ladies."

The one whole woman you've mentioned in this whole conversation, Sans.