[The answering smile is slow at first, but then he barks out a laugh. Pepper spray. It's such a beautiful concept that he's amazed he didn't think of it before.]

See, this is why we get along, doc. I like the way your mind works.

[Shaking his head and chuckling under his breath, he jerks a thumb towards the sofa as a signal for her to make herself right at home. Not that there's ever much ceremony around his place, but still.]

Any particular reason you're spoilin' us, though? Or is it jus' that we're both so charmin'.