Well, he was purposefully flirting with her. Kings just wasn't particularly expecting it to go anywhere besides fun conversation and good friendship. He sat next to her, one arm around her, and the other held up his glass of wine. "Good," he kissed her on the forehead.
"It's not a problem," Kings pointed out, "Besides, if I brought one here, they'd probably make a huge mess of the place." He winked a little and squeezed her shoulder, "Compared to most people, you're not that messy." There was no need to say he liked that in a woman.