She can see that her reply surprised him, and she can't help but chuckle a little at the look on his face. Having him back in her life in any way is an unexpected boon. She's not in a rush to take him in any particular direction, but she can't help flirting with him when he leaves her an opening like that. She's positive he won't hold it against her.

She leans against him as they wait in line, paying with cash before they make their way out of the store. Looking at the number of bags they now have between them, she's not entirely convinced they'll all fit into the storage compartment on the bike. They'll figure out a way to make it work.

"The French do make very nice things," she agrees. "And you certainly seemed to like the lingerie I had on that time you saw me dancing." It's a vague enough comment to slip away under their cover, though she's not sure he'll remember that undercover mission at the strip club in Moscow. "Anywhere else you want to stop before we head back?"