She groaned and rolled her eyes. Of course he could talk, until the room ran out of air if left unchecked. She stole his sunglasses and put them on, smirking. "Well, I haven't baked long enough to see if I turn into a tomato." Smirking at him as he put the moves on her, she poked at him complaining about Rogers. "Give the guy a break, he's stuck in our era and didn't ask for it. He's adjusting as best he can."