He walked up to her, putting his arm around her waist and leaning in. He put his mouth close to hers. "You know I hate it when you call me that." He looked into her eyes, then pulled away, his eyes tightening a little. He moved over to the gear, and tossed her a jumpsuit.
"Wind's favorable tonight. Now it's dark, so looking for markers is going to be tough. Oh, he got a wing suit!" Dick started getting into it immediately. "Have you ever done this before?" His voice grew serious. Safety was now an issue and he needed an idea of what to expect with her. If this was her first time, he'd have to stay close... which Dick was more than happy to do. He stepped out to the edge of the raised platform, eyeballing the channel, which the Ritz-Carlton hugged up to nicely. It didn't make it necessarily safer, though. At this height, water might as well be the street.