The tone in Lucy's voice gets another smile out of Derek. She's so painfully adorable sometimes, he thinks, and when he hears that excited lilt in her Southern drawl, he thinks so himself that this is absolutely one of those times.

"Well...you probably shouldn't have admitted that, Luce," he says with a tone of feigned scolding before he grins. His eyes move over her face as she pulls her hair over her shoulder. "Now's good for me, if it's good for you?" he suggests almost hopefully.

...okay, totally hopefully. He'd really like to take her out to dinner right now if he's being entirely honest with himself.