Radio very nearly dropped his glasses when the door opened. A very appreciative smile spread quickly on his face and he fumbled with the glasses a moment longer then pushed them up the bridge of his nose with an funny little half-breath. "Media." He said genially, and stepped into the doorway, he wouldn't need more than one invitation inside her home, he didn't need to be asked twice. Leaning in ever-so-slightly he leaned in to peck her lightly on the temple - he wouldn't normally be that bold except that he hadn't seen her in nearly a month, plus he pulled away after only a second or two so he figured she wouldn't be too offended. "I'd love some," He replied in earnest. He'd been away for a long time and his refrigerator was just about empty except for coke, ketchup, and butter, he'd been living on fast food since he'd gotten back. Though, if he was really honest he was hoping he wouldn't be obligated to go though the whole song and dance of taking her out to drinks before he got just a little of that attention that he craved. He knew this wasn't likely, however, so he meekly entered the rest of the way into her home.
"It's good to see you." He continued, "I mean, it's really good, I'm glad.. Really." The poor boy was smitten. If he had a tail it would've been wagging.