She leans against the wall next to the door, amused by the sudden shift in mood--but the playfulness is nice, too, although she can't tell, as she told him before, what's entirely real with him just yet. That's what makes this so different.

"Surprise me," she suggests, "I want to see what you do. You're lucky we haven't got cars here, or I'd be tempted to sweet-talk you into trying for one of those next."

This is a joke. Mostly.

Except she absolutely is the kind of girl to find that charming, but there are no cars, thank God.