"Aye. Aye, I sure do." She laughs, blushing a little as they step inside. She knows damn well that it's going to be obvious what they've been up to - their dishevelled state ought to give it away, even if the smell of sex doesn't - and it's a little embarrassing, even through the happiness.

Also, if she's honest, a little exciting. But that's not the point.

"I'm starvin'," she announces, leaning up against him a little. "You gonna be a gentleman and buy me a meal now?"