[Jet leaned back in his chair, gaze drifting from place to place in the room.]

Sure, back when I wasn't a cyborg.

It just sort've stopped coming up as I got older.

[He had more important things to think about than chicks and marrying them. Besides, as he'd gotten older he'd become less and less the desirable 'marrying type.' Girls wanted a street-guy to have fun with, not settle down with.

Now...well, now he was trying really hard to not think about what getting married would be like.]

I don't know, it's not really a question anymore.

[In an attempt to deflect, he turned a smirk on Joe.]

But you're a sap, so I can see why it'd appeal to you.