Oh- [Her throat seems to tighten in anticipation, and suddenly she's finding herself trying to remember how to start.] Oh, good.
[She leans down and curls her arms around him, restraining herself from just throwing inhibitions away entirely--a supply closet does not mean they must be crude and completely wastefully quick. The little kiss is returned, and again. It's her turn to feel rather silly and flustered now, but at least this way she can stop quickly and easily if WV decides to go into a love coma after all.]