"Oooohhhh," Hope practically purred. "Is that a promise, Professor Witt?" She quirked a brow slightly and then she giggled. "It's only funny because you're right." There would be something incredibly hot about Godric tossing her over his knee and taking a switch to her backside before he... It was probably a good idea to stop that train of thought right then and there.
As predicted, Hope shifted to make herself cozy on the sofa once he had moved to take a seat. There was a bit of tension about her form though, something that was generally not present unless she had something on her mind. And she did, of course. It seemed she always had something on her mind where Godric was concerned.
"So Blake's on a cruise," She remarked as the dvd started into the previews. "I bet he's enjoying himself. I can see him now, dancing in a conga line on deck with a dozen handsy ladies." She laughed then grew quiet for a moment before she asked, "You're okay with it? With the whole... situation?"