What's that? My ass? You wish to touch it? Be my guest.
[ She backs herself up towards him, stooping over so her skirt rides up, but doesn't actually touch him and it lasts maybe five seconds before she resumes.
Laughing, she draws a line into the next room, circling over and back to the entrance. And a little bit out the door, too, just so they can stay safely out. She then gestures for him to come stand at the doorway, and takes out a book of matches. ]