A brief shiver passed through his body when she gave him that look. He felt a bit like a piece of meat in front of a wolf.   There was something both dread-inspiring and thrilling about it, though he'd likely never admit to that last bit.  If he knew about Cass' desire to hurt Erica, though, he'd have never agreed to such a thing.  As is, he was just thinking of ways to be useful to them, and maybe he lacked creativity, but it always seemed to come back to the idea of providing the one thing they both needed more than anything else.<br/><br/>When she mentions climaxing from 'The Kiss', his look is one of skepticism. Was she just trying to get him to calm down? Or, perhaps, she was hoping to get some other reaction from him. He's got no clue, and he's still suspicious of her. He doesn't say anything, until the topic of food comes up.  He usually wasn't one for fast food, but he knew she had a schedule, and didn't want to be bothersome. He'd bring up the idea of getting some money for grocery shopping later.<br/><br/>"Wendy's." He'd say.  He watched her, waited for the intercom to be cut off, before he would speak again. "Did you want to eat now, or later?" Was that a hint of nervousness to his voice? Yup, it sure was. But, there was no backing out now.