There should not have been any encouragement of further embarrassing photo searches, but Tony gave his best smoulder so she could have the finest side-by-side comparison and pass whatever test this was. He was going to have to make sure he got everything he wanted of his out of this apartment with him, or it was definitely going to be on eBay. "Is this, like, a first date?" he had to ask, settling down into his pillow support even as he insisted, "Because I don't think I signed up for that. I signed up for cake. Completely non-erotic, I might add. The girl was a bonus. That kind of totally crazy, dangerous cute that would, like, ask to acupuncture your balls and has a cat skeleton on her fireplace. Fluffy."