"I would love coffee," she said to him with a pleased smile. Her hand reached back to pull her back on her shoulder a bit more while she waited for him to gather up the rest of his belongings.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we could discuss Donne's poem The Flea a bit more," she suggested as her mind thought of poems that might be a bit more interesting to him. "Or perhaps Corinna's Going A Maying. The celebration of reproduction and new life."<br/><br/>She pulled out her lip gloss to freshen her lips before following him up to his office.