And to be fair, Bahorel had been glancing too. What could he say, he liked leggings. And legs. He had a DATE, so he wasn't going to DO anything, because he did like Sif, and it'd be tacky, but you know, he didn't see a problem in a little window shopping either.
So Musetta got a little approving nod as he took her hand. "And the same to you."