She watched him, quiet and thoughtful, and reached out without a thought to touch his shoulder, to have that connection. And gave another prod for good measure, this time fingers against cheek before leaning in to press a kiss from one set of lips to the other.
"For science," she agreed, amused at his golly-gee comment and standing up with the tug of hands. And time always flew when you were actually enjoying yourself. Once more, she experimented with the walk, not so much out of awkwardness and gendered walking, but because his legs were so long. After a tug at his fingers from her, at her own fingers from his, she let go and took a few full-stride steps. Turning around, she looked entirely too amused at the distance now between them. His full three steps were like ten of her normal ones. Okay, maybe more like seven, but still.
"C'mon slowpoke." Teased as she waited, linking arms once they were side by side again. They were off to see the wizard. The wonderful wizard of Summerland. The Birds first, so Melanie's office she walked toward. And when they reached there, this time she knocked and peeked her head in slowly. A full house might be better suited for the lab. It could handle their ridiculousness.