"Somehow, I can't picture you trying to get all kissy with someone unless they enjoyed it," she smiles, not a hundred percent sure she could reject him after that shirtlessness earlier. And then she immediately kicks herself for that thought, praying she's not blushing.

"I don't think I can do it every evening, but most days I can come meet up with you and bring good hot food then," she suggests, toying with the end of her hair. "Where would be a good place to set it all up?"