Jac made a mock offended face, then stuck her tongue out at him. "You're one to talk," she scoffed, but grinned back anyway. She seemed to be considering his offer to sit on her lap, but ultimately decided not to - although it was, like, half a good idea. So instead of sitting on her lap, she shifted, giving him a smug grin as she laid her legs across his lap. "Almost! I might attack you with my woman claws anyway." She held up her hands to examine them, making a face. "I don't think I have claws."
Her attention was drawn by the radio, though, and she started fiddling with it for a few minutes, absent-mindedly biting at the bottom of her lip as she concentrated on finding the right music. Finally she find a station that was playing MGMT, figured it was good - for now, anyway, until they inevitably started playing something shitty - and turned back to him. "Tah-da!"