Grace watches him consider this with a smile pulling at her mouth. It's funny the way he keeps shifting his focus away from her tits when she has half a mind to simply relocate his hands there for him.

"Hear me out. I got a fuck ton of tiny little plastic ducks." A beat, just long enough that maybe he will think she only means to offer the ducks. "Or we make out in one of the shower stalls like teenagers."

Out of sight of anyone who might need him for a drink refresh.