This was precisely the reaction that he had wanted, and when Lyle finally said something about it, all Nico could do was laugh. The sound was full and rich and sincere. He was beaming. And then he smirked as he signed back to him, I think you have a thing for strange, Lyle Majors. After meeting Ingrid, and knowing the way he himself was, he was certain of it.
Holding out a hand for Lyle to take, he smirked a little as he remarked, "Don't worry, I washed my hands." If he wasn't thinking it before, he would be now, and that in and of itself was amusing.
Leading the way outside to wait on the cab, the cool night air did wonders for waking Nico up a bit and lifting his spirits slightly. They didn't have to wait long for the taxi to appear and Nico got the door for him, climbing in beside him once more to make the trip back home.
"So," he asked once they were moving. "Did you enjoy it?" He looked like he had, but Nico was curious for feedback on what he really thought of the films.