He reached down and cupped her breast, weighing it idly in his palm. Feeling how it fit. "I'd like... to go to the beach with you again. I'd like to dream with you again. I'd like to watch you dance. I'd like to have more dinners with you. I'd like you to come to dinner at my apartment. I'm still learning how to cook, but..." He laughed again. "Eleanor says I'm not so bad."