<i>'Kazzy?'<br/>
</i><br/>Kaz raised a single eyebrow and smiled. He was intrigued by her nickname for him, but quickly dismissed it as one of the many side-effects pertaining to the consumption of alcohol. But she did bring up a good point. If he was going to be working with her testing technology that he has never before had to deal with, it would only make sense that he would have, at least, a working knowledge of that equipment. To understand it, he would have to study, and study required time. While he had some time to himself that day, the next day, and likely everyday after that, would be filled to capacity. He didn't mind that sort of life; in fact he rather enjoyed it, but that did mean that extracurricular activities were often put aside to make room for his rigorous work schedule.<br/><br/>He took another drink, his eyes moving slowly between Shira and the brandy glass. "Probably for the best. Dating presents problems, and if we ever had a fight or a nasty breakup, we could run into HR problems." Kaz didn't really see himself being in that situation to begin with. None of his past relationships had ever really worked out simply because he was addicted to his work. That, or his absence drove them into the arms of another man. Or woman, once. Either way, it was not worth anymore thought. She had almost made up her mind on the subject, and so had he.<br/><br/>"But there's no rule that said we can't have fun in our downtime. I have no moral issues with that, as long as it doesn't get out of hand. People are allowed to have fun." The thought of being 'friends with benefits' was an interesting one, a thought he hadn't previously considered. It would be far more entertaining than doing it himself, but there were risks inherent in such a relationship. What could be considered harmless to one might have severe effects on the other. Still, he was not likely going to push her away from his bed if she ended up in it.<br/><br/>He finished the contents of his glass and set it on the table, another smile pulling at his lips. This one was a little more thoughtful, as if he was seriously considering the notion of letting her 'push him into a bed'. "As for spending time with you, you seem like a good person. Good head on your shoulders. Playful. Very pretty. I'd spend more time with you. But for now, i'm going to have to rain-check that. I'm having dinner with my sister tonight. Maybe tomorrow night?" Kaz raised his arm, the same arm that displayed his map, and touched a few icons. Life had become much simpler when he could simply be billed for things rather than having to carry a wallet. He added in, what he believed to be, a good tip (roughtly 40%) then rose from his chair.