The squeak earned her a grin, one that wouldn't wipe off, even if she was just about to hit him. "If I had it all to do over again I still wouldn't make noise" He promised, grin growing wider. His hands didn't move in the slightest. After all it wasn't every day that you got to see a pretty girl swing from a pole. But he didn't say that last bit. Knowing he'd get hit for it.