He chuckled as she wiped away the lipstick, and closed his eyes, kissing her wrist, "Sweet of you to say so, Penelope," he murmured, having taken a seat close enough where they could touch, but gave her enough room not to feel crowded. He smirked a moment later, "So this other me had powers?" It was probably not entirely obvious at the moment, but every houseplant that Garcia owned had gotten more robust, healthy, and green in the time he'd been there - even the finicky orchid she had was blooming - but he didn't really think anything of it.
"I entirely hope for your sake that he had the power to stretch time like I do, or tonight's going to be really weird when you get to that point."