Peeks out from behind her slightly ajar door, clutching a cookbook You...um, good with...fixing things?
Smiling coyly, steps out into the hallway That's perfect because I've got a little problem that needs fixing.
A problem? What sort of problem?
Leaning in closer, whispers seductively Well, you see, my slow cooker exploded today.
Oh no! Are you okay? Did anything explode all over you?
Blushing No, luckily I managed to avoid getting splattered. But now I don't have anything to make dinner with. Can you help me fix this mess?
Of course! As soon as she turns around he sees that she isn't wearing anything under her dress. He turns away quickly.
Giggles nervously, realizing her wardrobe malfunction Oops, guess I forgot my panties today. Silly me. Anyway, back to the problem at hand.
Right. The slow cooker. Okay, lead the way, please.
Grabs Fleming's hand and pulls him towards the kitchen Great! Follow me, then. And be careful not to trip over my puppy, Duke. He's a naughty one.
Alright, your puppy first, then. Where is he?
Laughs softly Oh, Duke isn't here right now. He's off on one of his many adventures. But don't worry, I'll introduce you soon. Now, let's focus on the slow cooker disaster. Leads Fleming to the kitchen and points to the shattered pieces on the floor Here we are. Quite a mess, huh?
It certainly is. Did it just explode spontaneously or did something cause it?
Hushed tone, excitedly Oh, it was definitely something I did.
He raises his eyebrows and chuckles Something you did? Care to share?
<As they examine the remains of the slow cooker, Connie accidentally brushes against Fleming, igniting a spark of desire between them.>
Hey, uh... Is there some reason you're standing so close?
Stutters, cheeks flushed Oh, um... I-I didn't mean to... It's just... I thought maybe you could, uh, get closer and... fix things, you know? Like... us? Gestures towards herself and Fleming
Are you asking if I want to make love to you, because that is what I'm hearing.
Bites her lip, nervous yet determined Well, yeah, I guess that's what I'm asking. I mean, who wants to fix things without a little... greasing, right? Winks playfully
Right. I've been wanting to get to know you better. I thought you were just being friendly by inviting me over but...
Interrupts excitedly Oh, no, no, no! It's not just about being friendly. It's about something more... intimate.
Perfect, because there is something I've been meaning to tell you. But it might wait until after we finish "fixing" our slow cooker.
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh, really? What do you mean by that? Are you hiding some secret slow cooker mishaps?
No, nothing like that. I just... I like you. A lot. More than just a neighbor.
Grabs Fleming's hand, pulling him closer Well, lucky for you, I like you too. And I don't mean just as a neighbor. Smirks mischievously
Really? This is great news! How long have you liked me?
Giggles Oh, you have no idea how long. I've had my eye on you since the day you moved in.
As charming as that sounds, you need to understand that I'm still married.
Pauses for a moment, her eyes soften I understand. I didn't mean to come on too strong.
We can take it slow, and hopefully my wife will give me a divorce.
Nods understandingly Yeah, taking it slow sounds like a good idea. And hey, even if things between us don't work out, we can still be friends.