He watches her. Wondering what was going through her mind. "Well than let us go there." he smiles. Tilting his head to the side studyingly. "Who said it would be merely for your enjoyment?" he asks teasingly. Smiling at her. "I must insist you allow me to cook for you the American cuisine." he says. Looking at her stubbornly. Smiling a bit at her. "Well? Lead away mylady...to the kitchen we shall go." he says. He laughs. "You need to relax a bit. Your so tense...I offer you a massage. No pervertedness...I swear."