Her mouth twists wryly as she takes his hand and follows him out of the restroom.

"Wouldn't be the first time," she mumbles, knowing full well Jean-Claude can hear her easily.

"Alright!" She perks up, speaking up as well as they leave the relative quiet of the restrooms and reenter the rest of the club. At a cursory glance, Kenzi can see that her meal isn't in the room any more and she can't hide her disappointment. He smelled so good.

"How do we do this 'properly'?"

Kenzi even uses air-quotes for his convenience.