[He put in an order for a Scotch himself. Meal of champions right there. He grinned at her when he realized that she was agreeing to go with him.] No paparazzi, no lab, and I promise to relax. I don't even think the island HAS a lab. Which shows how often I've actually been to it. [He didn't even think about the tabloid hell that was likely going to come from this, but just knew that they'd have a great time together, even if things remained woefully platonic.]