Beck almost claps at that, her face lighting up. "Would you? I'd love to learn some more about it! And then we can get you something that's really all about you, you know? Hang on." Holding her cookie between her teeth, she bends over in her seat, rifling through a few drawers before coming up with a notepad and a pencil. One long leg kicks up onto the desk, and she looks over at him expectantly.

"You seemed to like leggings as well, right?"