"Okay. So, the shirt stays on, problem solved." He was slowly growing accustomed to her flailing and insanity. At least the kissing was fun.

Or something.

"Don't expect any of it from you. You don't want to, we don't got to. We can... I dunno." Shrug. "Break in my toy chopper or something instead. See how straight we can fly it after a few shots of Cuervo, yo."

Offering options. See, he was flexible, even.

Crazy girl.