He's stunned by the cold dollop of cream, but he's quick to draw her close and nuzzle his cream-covered nose into her neck, laughing all the while. When he's sure she's been sufficiently repaid and the whole restaurant has had had their chance to ogle, he pulls back and cooly sips his coffee.

"You're a bad influence, I think," he teases. What he means is that he loves how spontaneous she is, that he envies that about her. He's not much of a planner really, but he's used to constantly working, being on the hunt or on his way to another.