"Hmm..." Scanty leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, lacing her fingers and leaning her chin against her interlocked fingers. Her eyes narrowed a bit, but the smile on her face was unmistakable: She was contemplating his words, clearly enough.

She leaned back again, adjusting her dress a bit, smoothing it over her legs before glancing up to him once more.

"And precisely what sort of appetizer did you have in mind?" Scanty trailed her fingers along the thin straps of her dress. It would be only too easy to tug it down, to reveal a bit more than she should.

But, all in good time.