"Oops! Well, if I catch anybody lookin', I do have ways of makin' 'em /not/ look. I am secret agent and all." he says, slapping her on the behind as he carries her out of the dance hall to the cheers of various people.
He shifts so that he's carrying her in front of him, rather than on her shoulder once they get outside and he only puts her down once they get to the passenger-side door of the car. He unlocks the door and opens it for her, waiting until she's inside to close it.
Once she's inside, he'll go the driver's side and get in.
"You should dress in skimpy dresses more often. We don't even have to leave the house next time." he grins.
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