"Sounds hot," she deadpanned, mirroring the grin, fingers slowly curling and then eventually dropping away all together.
"Do I get a babysitter?" she asked mockingly, blinking at him as he pushed again for an answer. The cigarette was probably among the last things she would have asked for, but still, she drew close, peering through the vent at him before reaching for it. "Is this where we play good cop bad cop? I always liked that game. You waited a little long though, Darling."