She makes a hmm sound that might be confirmation, but regardless she suddenly steps up close to him and rubs her thumb along the side of his mouth, wiping a bit of chocolate. "To be clear this is you taking me to dinner. I'm not expecting high class dining, but put some thought into it."

Stepping back she licks her thumb and realizes she'll need to watch her hands again. Oh, well. "I've got a neuro rotation this week. I'll make you an appointment."

Funny how none of these things are questions.