Oh, she can be teasing, alright. Footsie of this caliber has always seemed a little silly to her, but if it's all she's got right now, she's going to work with it. She wiggles around until she can press her toes teasingly against his crotch, kneading gently and quirking her eyebrows at him in challenge.

"If it's that important to you," she starts, setting her fork down to signify that it's important to her too, "then alright. I'll kick you out of the house at midnight and we won't see each other again until three."