Crichton/Babs
A show? He considered it and slowly grinned. "Yeah, a show could be great- uh, how?" He looked around, realizing you probably just needed to buy a ticket. Easy enough. And then, Barbara was already on it and he followed along, scratching the back of his neck as he looked.
"Tha is...a lot of naked ladies," he smirked and commented, not really to make Babs uncomfortable, but more of to clear his own awkwardness. Not that Crichton had any issues with naked women (far from it), but naked Earth women? He hadn't seen one of those in a little while.
"I mean, you into that kinda thing?" And maybe he was probing. Just a little.