"Hey, hey, not at all," Cooper said, and tipped himself up on one elbow to rest a reassuring hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Your first time doing this, I can understand how the whole thing would be a little weird. Maybe very weird." Definitely very weird, he reflected, and shook his head.<br/><br/>For a moment, he considered spilling the beans about his own mistaken arrival at The Place. Maybe she wouldn't feel so awkward - no, there was no stopping her feeling awkward, but maybe she wouldn't feel so out of her element if she knew that he was no super suave Euro-gigolo who had seen everything and done things that would make the vicomte de Valmont blush. Hrm. She was well aware he wasn't suave, anyway. And there was Mel in his mind's eye again, shooting him that precision guided stinkeye. No personal details!<br/><br/>So Coop bit his tongue, though only metaphorically this time, and instead began to lightly knead the tense muscles of Sarah's neck and shoulder.