As soon as Marinette finishes her poem, Frisk is on the scene. Oh, honey. She clearly had it bad for someone, and luckily for her, the Flirtmaster is here to help. Clapping a hand on Marinette's shoulder, Frisk smiles mischievously and says, "Oh, honey. Sounds to me like you have an acute case of total crush syndrome, and the only cure is some excellent advice from your local love doctor." Okay, maybe they were going a bit overboard, but hey, they felt like they had to get in this kind of harmless teasing when they could.