"Strong hands is good," it was a start and Cisco was actually starting to consider Doctor McHottie as a 'maybe' rather than a 'no way' and Scott suspected that might be a good thing. "C'mon, Cisky, time to get frisky," he immediately wished he hadn't said that, it sounded far too creepy, bordering on weird! "Sorry. The ghost of Stiles possessed me for a moment there," he said by way of apology. "I think maybe you wanna do this," he said with a smile Cisco's way, "and that's okay. If you need us to dive in and rescue you at any point, you know where we are," though he suspected 'where they'd end up' was back at the lodge burning off all the flirting in their own way.
"Nuh huh," Scott shook his head, "you don't need to change. Also, way too much thinking time," he said shooting a look Stiles' way. "Also that's the last time you get to flirt with a hot doctor with me watching," he said with a shake of his head, "some people have no boundaries. So, you want us to call you a cab?"