<em>’Panties…’</em>He thought after her statement,<em>’Why would she have to bother with those?’</em>he shrugged a little to himself and nodded after the waters were taken, from there he was off to get the barrel rack. Now…he had to put two and two together, and was glad that it looked about how he imagined it, and even more glad that he didn’t have to do an image search on the fly through the internet. Embarrassed much? In any case, he decided he would only ask about the really –hard- stuff.<br/><br/>He got the rack into place at a bit of an angle, for now. He wasn’t sure how she would want photos taken, but he did make sure to walk completely around the rack to make sure she could get in and around if need-be. His ears were open as he worked, and found himself nodding at Ingrid’s use of the Velcro straps. He appreciated the care and thought put into something so common as to be overlooked. If there was no other thing she did today that would label her a professional, she would still be able to fall back on that one moment.<br/><br/>Once he was done for the time being, he took a seat with the other two, having heard Draven’s comment on Ingrid’s donut choice, he decided to simply smile passively and sit closer to Ingrid, but still to the side, as to allow them comfort together. He’d settled on the glazed bow tie, for no other reason than he liked them…a lot. The donut wouldn’t have lasted long in his hands. They would have looked at him to see he was discreetly sucking the glaze off his fingers.<br/>