"Girl, you really-" he choked on the last half of the words in the line of the song and couldn't help but laugh at himself. He shook his finger at her and his voice was full of amusement as he answered her. "Ohhhh no. No way, you vixen. No taking your shirt off. Neither one of us would get any rest if you did that."
He scooted back a bit and stood up to sit on the edge of her bed. He toyed with the edge of the sweatshirt with one finger and looked at her a bit more seriously. "I'm glad you came out for lunch today. Trusted me not to be a crazy psycho serial killer or internet pedophile or whatever. You're really not like any girl I've ever met. With or without my Van Halen shirt." He smiled then and leaned down to lightly kiss her cheek before getting up again, ready to go back to his bed and behave himself.