Walker: Shit. Where's my marker? I need to make another note. Remind babes you're thinking of them.
Iris: Were you?
Walker: Yeah. I was thinking about how good my name sounds on your lips.
Iris: It does.
Walker: About pinning your thighs to my bed and licking you until you're screaming it again.
Iris: I didn't scream.
Walker: I didn't bark.
Iris: Point taken.
Walker: How was studying?
Iris: Hard. Statistics aren't my strong suit. I need to really understand them to do research.
Walker: Makes sense.
Iris: It's late.
Walker: Is that a "I'm heading to bed" or "this is a booty call, isn't it?"
Iris: Isn't it?
Walker: No. I have family staying at my place. And I'm not that tacky.
Iris: No?
Walker: What about me is tacky?
Iris: What about me being fresh out of a relationship is "ah"?
Walker: You seemed like you wanted to be out of your head.
Iris: I did. Nothing about you is tacky. Assuming you're not about to send a dick pic.
Walker: Only if you ask nicely.
Iris: Would you really?
Walker: Don't know. I never have. I don't really think about shit that way. I take things as they come.
Iris: Maybe later.
Walker: Iris, you have to stop toying with my ego.
Iris: Do I?
Walker: Yeah.
Iris: Or?
Walker: Or you'll hurt my feelings.
Iris: That's it?