"Well, as long as they're not nosey, it'll certainly be a nice change of pace." He said in a soft, thoughtful tone, while stroking the hair under his lip between his forefinger and thumb. He had a feeling she was laughing more at him then his question. He was always uncomfortable around attractive women, and he was sure he was embarressing himself with her.<br/><br/>"Do you need a drink?" He asked as he suddenly rose up, hurriedly adjusting his sweatshirt so that it helped conceal his swollen lump in his shorts, which was, for a brief instant, at about eye level with her. "If you'll excuse me, I'll go get some water for us, unless you'd perfer something else?" He didn't really wait for an answer before heading to the kitchen. Unintentionally, he left her unwatched with the box she had been curious about just moments before.<br/><br/>From the kitchen, the sounds of a box being opened and water run could be heard, as he splashed cold water on his face in an attempt to settle himself down.