A giggle. "Mm, it is! It just needs a little music..." Which she supplies as she hums tunelessly.
"It was nice, and I'd like that, too." Once that's done, she stows the cloth in her basket, too, and begins to work on taking down the light. That done, the area is once more bathed in darkness and she finds herself reaching out for his arm. "Whoops! I should have kept a fleshlight handy for that.