"I don't know how to knit," he continues, for her. "And I ain't a very good cook..."

Doc shifts the buckets to one hand and smirks a little.

"And I certainly don't race perfectly respectable young ladies back up the path..."

A beat, a step, and then he grins.

"But I will give friends a two step head start before I beat them there." A wink. "Because I'm a gentleman."