If he suspected anything about being consumed in actuality, well the night would have gone on with a different flare than it was. "Dine and dash," he asked rather abruptly with a frown set to those lips as expressive as his eyes. Understanding dawned in those dewy meadow eyes before he laughed. "Colorful and appropriate, oddly enough," dipping forward as if he were ready to whisper something across the table to her only to catch the leg by her ankle, fingers deftly curling into the heel's straps. "Now, kitten, I cannot get up if you are doing that," his warm fingers splayed out over the bare calf at his 'mercy', teasing her with the pads sliding towards the back of her knee.
"There's no reason to go alone to pay unless you ended a take out box too?" Angling his face with a soft grin thrown her way, another hand splaying itself over her leg, enticing her.