"Are you trying to imply I'm a klutz?" Her brows arched before she exhaled an exaggerated sigh. "I ... would make some show of banging around the place but I probably would break something then." She eyed the clutter (though she was sure he had some sort of method of organization that she'd learn -- and then change) before she shifted her attention back to him. "Though maybe for the first week or so you should use a trail of tape along the floor to point out acceptable paths through the merchandise on display," she teased him.
Still, she eased her bag off her shoulder to hold it in front of her so that she wouldn't accidentally manage to hit something when she turned or whatever. With her luck, she just might. With her arms wrapped around it, she grinned up to him. "Lead on. Unless you've changed your mind. 'cause I can just head back now if you have cold feet or something."