The way Phillup looked back and forth between her and Simon was very sweet. Endearing, really. It made her love him that much more as did his comment. Such a gentleman.<br/><br/>Kate listened to her husband, he was more nervous than she'd ever seen him and was growing more concerned by the second as to what this meeting was really about. Was he leading up to some big reveal? Was he going to leave her? Was there something between him and Simon?<br/><br/>It made what he said to her very strange. It almost jammed up Kate's brain.  She'd begun to dread what he would say that at first it made no sense to her. Repeating it in her mind had her eyes widening in shock and her cheeks flushed brighter than they had thus far. Her eyes darted to Simon then back to Phillup. "Goodness."  She murmured.<br/><br/>What was this discussion going to be about if he wished her kneeling at his feet? Kate knew the answer to her own question. In a manner of speaking, anyway. She wasn't totally clear on what it meant for her to kneel at his feet but she was a little curious to understand more. Obviously Simon knew something about this that Phillup thought would be helpful. Simon had used the word 'kinks' which helped her understand better that it was all together, if she was even thinking of the right sort of thing. Or spices.<br/><br/>Without saying a word, Kate rose from her seat and took Phill's glass to the bar and pulled out the good whiskey. Her hands were shaking as she poured, the bottle tapping the glass a few times. Was she going to do this? What was she saying if she did it? What would Simon think of her? Though that was probably silly, he was much more open minded than, well at least herself. Before turning back to the men, she took a quick sip from Phill's glass, steeling herself.<br/><br/>Walking back, Kate still couldn't look at either of them and didn't think she could do it and would just ask that they continue the discussion. But as she reached Phillup, she looked at him, her chest was heaving a bit, and lowered herself down to her knees beside his feet. Kate made a soft noise, sort of like a note of fright. She was nervous and felt extremely embarrassed for doing something like this in front of Simon. She couldn't look at either of them and just leaned her forehead to side Phillup's knee, hiding her face as she held the glass up to him, willing him to take it before she dropped it from her shaking fingers.