At least someone was full of energy and well rested. Xander was right. If the young woman had any idea of what was truly going on, he would indeed find himself in trouble. As it was, she was part embarrassed to have had such dreams about a boy she only met that previous week. And part guilty because they weren't exactly displeasing.
As she thought about just how enjoyable it had been, that brought a image to her head and another flush to her cheeks. Evelyn shook her head without realizing it, Focus. Don't be so silly.
Xander's question sunk in a moment later than it should have, and she nodded. "No...actually, yes," she took a second and gave an almost sly smile. It was funny to think she might actually have a leg up on the Incubus, a secret she only knew that he didn't. Why should she be so intimidated by someone she's seen (dreamed) without their clothes on? So she tried to relax herself by having some fun with it. "That is, I've been sleeping really well. Just haven't been getting as much of it as I need."
She reached out to take the folder from his hand, glancing at his face for a moment before turning her attention to the sheets. It didn't take but a moment for her to get the cadence and the rhythm, she hummed softly to herself some of the measures, pausing to think, and another nod of her head with the beat as she heard it in her ears.
"This is really impressive," she said, not taking her eyes from the pages. "You're very good. I have some ideas that you could use if you want, I think you're nearly finished."