If Valkyrie noticed Bruce's reaction, she made no mention of it. Turning around she motioned with a hand for him to come in and follow her, then sank down on the couch. "Dido let the nice man come in at least before you kiss him to death will ya?"
After she said this, however, Val thought better of the couch and stood to her feet, making her way to the kitchen, then the freezer, then the big, giant, enormous bucket of cookie dough and vanilla ice cream. And then, two big spoons. It was polite to offer things to guests...or something.
She returned to Bruce with a wider smile and a spoon to offer him. Then Val finally sank into the couch, legs tucked underneath her and shirt haphazardly pulled to her mid-thighs. "I'm fine, how're you?"