He was right, of course, and Jessica knew it. They'd come this far, a few more minutes wouldn't kill them. Really, it would probably make it better in the end. Patience.
"We'll just call it a kiss hello, then," she called as she shed her jacket and searched for a place to sit. She made herself comfortable on the sofa and peered around the room. Bare, okay, but nothing appeared to be growing, so that was a plus.
She settled her eyes back on Oliver, watching him searching the kitchen. He certainly was nice to watch.