Well, there's a question for a man. One eyebrow raised, he glances over at her. "The way I see, it, Freckles, one's kind of a necessity and the other's up to you."

He ain't sayin' which is which, but she ain't stupid. Kate's gotta know after the necessity's taken care of -- after the food's eaten -- whatever else happens has to be decided between the two of 'em. He'll be happy to spend more time with her either way, but he'll be real happy if she goes for the figurative.

Without a whole lot of apology, he presses the button for the elevator. Stairs ain't that much fun for his leg yet.