Who knew the magic of plushies? He's not sure what it's all about but somehow he can't get upset about it. Not when she's talking to him like that, and those sorts of saucy comments are tingling through his systems.

"Building up some fraggin' suspense, there." Meaning the engex thing, which is totally gonna happen, once he's stowed his fuzzy haul. But hey, two can play at that game so he's gonna just beeeeeend on over to pick up his crab. S-sexy? He's not real good at this.