Of course! [ She pulls the sleeves of her blue bolero up a bit, and squirts some of the gel onto her fingers, letting it come to a slightly warmer temperature before she applies the first bit, starting on the back of his broad shoulders. Jeanne can really see the stark different, now. ]
So, what were you doing out all day anyhow? Did they make you work? [ Glancing down; she didn't notice a restraint when she entered -- but she wasn't exactly looking. ]