"You're so good to me." Have a grin right back, Angela, and a laugh for good measure. "Perhaps we should arrange a private sitting after I get settled in my new place, once I decide where that should be. The púca au naturel in his natural habitat, or as close as I can get to it here."

He takes a seat on the stool. "In the meantime, how do you want me?" Soulful innocence is written all over his face, contrasting with the obvious double entendre.