Yeah, that... that might not be the greatest idea right now, but if you're up for that when we're back on the ground? I won't say no. Definitely not.

[Right. Quick dash into his room, not kicking over that hatbox, and... he's not wearing the jacket, but he'll take the rest of the steward's uniform, then grab a towel and that dopp kit that's so nicely set out.]

So, shall we?

[If he's trying his hardest to sound suave, still knowing it comes off as cheesy, he's not focused on what his body would like to be doing versus what he is doing with it. You married a stubborn one, Vita.]