Not that he expected Joanie to follow - genetics was not everyone's cup of tea and let's be frank, even Sam knew it was confusing as hell sometimes. But it served as a good distraction. He grinned, returning the kiss, lightly dragging his hands down her waist to rest on her hips. "There's something hotter than that? Go on and tell me," he said, somewhat squinty as she messed with his hair.