His eyes drift when the black lace is visible again and he sighed before playfully rolling his eyes. He shifted, setting the box and tray aside once he was sure that everything was properly closed and put away, holding the joint and his lighter before moving to the bed and settling down next to her. He was careful though, trying to make sure she wouldn't be able to tell he was hard as a fucking rock.

"You know, maybe I feel a little like I should have known you but you don't...look like you did. You just don't. Maybe a little here and there but definitely not enough for me to have just known you off the bat. It took me really looking..." He said softly, turning his head to look at her before sticking the joint between his lips and lighting it, taking a long, deep drag and holding it in his lungs as he held the joint out to her.