Silences were weird. It was one thing when you purposely caused an awkward silence. Thaw was something he enjoyed doing. It seemed that he'd struck a nerve on accident, but he wasn't sure where or how. Any thoughts on the subject were squashed when she invited him to grab her boobs.
Well, if she insisted. He scooted his chair over to the head of the table to hold up her tits without obscuring her view of the stenciled on lettering, "Second basing it already? I get to skip first? That's new."