"It was good because we were together." She sighed happily at the feeling of his fingers down her arms. "I don't think it would've been the same without you. Even when I do it myself, it's not as good." She stretched and looked at him, grinning. "You'll have to do it with me more, I hope you know."
When he mentioned that he'd never had food flied to her before, she giggled and went to put on some clothes. She grabbed a pair of baggy yoga pants and his discarded t-shirt, and went to kiss him on the cheek. "Chinese okay? There's a good place three or four blocks up from here." She opened the window and got onto the fire escape, jumping up and flying away in a glimmer of blue. She touched down at the Chinese place, waited a few minutes for food, and then flew back as fast as she could go. She flew back into the window, then landed on the floor, beaming. "Got some fried rice and sesame chicken and sweet and sour chicken and egg rolls." She stripped out of her clothes and climbed back onto the bed. "There's chopsticks in there."