[ And he's going to follow you down to that wing, glancing around just briefly because it's been a long, long while since he was last here -- has it really been months? Yes. Yes, it has. ]

For one, I would not give you a piggyback. You're not Kitty.

And second, I'm not the one in this relationship who drives like I'm participating in the Monte Carlo.

[ His tone, you'll note, is teasing.

There might also be a distinct dip in the last few syllables -- and pretty much because he is... actually checking out your ass. At least before he catches himself and scrubs a hand over his face. ]