He kisses her nose and then just moves along! Leaving Grace to grumble under her breath behind him as she hastens to keep pace, "What the fuck did I say about butterflies, dude?"

What the fuck did she say, Carmy?

It takes but a couple pulls of string to get her bikini off (the most intensive part is picking it up and wouldn't you know, Grace simply does not) before she steps up behind Carmy, curling her arms around his waist and tucking her chin on his shoulder. Being naked doesn't seem to bother her at all.

"Are you a so hot it melts your skin off kind of guy or a cold shower kind of guy? Or the elusive Bigfoot of middle ground?"