He barks out a cross between a yelp and a laugh at the swat.

"Okay, okay!"

As he opens the door to finally leave, he pauses and turns on the threshold to look at her -- she's still standing on top of the chest in that red silk robe, still grinning, and probably ready to give him another smack if he lingers.

He considers pushing his luck.

Nah. There'll be enough for later.


...Why is it just now dawning on Tommy that this cowgirl is going to be a real handful?

"See ya in that purple dress, honey."

Giving a little wave, he shuts the door behind him.