Woah, woah, woah, hello! Unfortunately, she may have found the wrong person to rib like that because he's not sure how to take it. His natural response is almost to flinch considering he's used to a parasol to the ribs, but he can tell it's not that. Instead, he sees a lovely black haired young lady next to him.

He's not sure who this 'Colonel Sephiroth' is, but it certainly ain't him. Though perhaps he has a doppelganger going about if someone really is confusing him for another guy.

"That's not me. But if that's who you want me to be, I'll be him, Sweetie."

Of course, his natural response is to turn this into an uncomfortable flirting session.