He shoots eyes at her that say for once, he was just playing the stupid American role, and that wasn't James asking the question but he squeezes her hand lovingly anyways because well, it's not Utah and he's going to enjoy himself very much thank you.

When he listens to her talk about trusting himself it's a bit easier to relax his shoulders, even just a bit, and take in the city a little more.

"You and your damn waffles. Also I remember I got some sort of desert that had powdered sugar and somehow they ended up all over you breasts, not really sure how that happened..." he teases. He knows exactly how that happened for once as he's grinning over at her with playful hungry eyes. Not the kind that say that he's going to try anything soon, but the kind that say there's a fire slowly be stoked inside him adding a log at a time, a long slow burn.

"What do you remember about it?"