Tim smiled, amused by her icy retort. "I suppose that's because you're just so talented you don't need to practice. That's fine with me. The less I have to teach, the more enjoyable the experience is. But that is neither here nor there, because you won't be spending time in my bedroom." He smirked then, wondering if she would let the subject rest or if she would continue. Either way, it would prove to be quite amusing.
"Clearly you had the time to sit in my apartment. How long were you waiting, exactly?" he inquired, shifting slightly on the couch so he was able to face her more directly. "I'm so glad my coffee machine has your approval," he added, with just a hint of sarcasm.