Mizo looks at her. She was smiling and shaking her head...such a strange combonation. He looks at her. Laughing. "It will be." he says promisingly. Looking at her with a wild child sparkle in his eyes. He looks at her. Jumping down and investigating the pajamas. "I don't see why not." he says playfully. Walking out the kitchen and towards her room with her. Staying outside the room. "Yeah. Don't take too long or too short of a time getting ready Dox." he says in a playful almost purred out tone. He waits. Leaning back against the wall. Then walks into his room. Pulls out a leather jacket slips it on and walks back out. Slipping on some shades that looked straight out of one of them Men In Black movies. He then leans against the wall all cool like. Still nothing covering his chest. Shirtless still. He smiles as she came out. "Nice...very sexy looking Dox." he says softly. Honestly though. He rather liked being able to see those soft shoulders of hers. Shaking his head to avoid the tempting thought of kissing her neck. It would lead to something else...and that could be bad. He takes her by the arm and leads her outside. Jumping on the back of his really cool pimped out decked out motorcycle. "Built her myself. She is my pride and joy. Til I met someone named Dox. Now she is my inanimate pride and joy." he says. And pulls her on up behind him. "Hold on tight Dox." he says softly. Starting up the motorcycle and looks at her.