Conrad grins wickedly at Elizabeth, licking his lips with his tongue.<br/><br/>"Well if I am honest Elizabeth, I'd like to lock my door and keep you here with me... reading poetry to one another... enjoying Shakespeare... perhaps enjoying one another... you are a fine young lady Elizabeth".<br/><br/>He walks over to her running his fingers down the side of neck.  "But that would be selfish: you have your friends and classes... perhaps we can meet later?"<br/><br/>