"Why, I am having an intimate meal with you, of course," I respond with a sensual smile.

I move around his desk and lean down, running my finger along his jaw. Then, my lips meet his. I withdraw momentarily to whisper in his ear, "Darling, you have never really enjoyed a meal until you have eaten with me."

Heimdall grabs me and pulls me down into his lap. Taking my face firmly in his hands he says, "Well then, I have something to look forward to other than simply keeping an eye on the two rats."

A passionate makeout session quickly ensues. However, we cool it after a short time before things get out of hand, which would leave us no room for dessert after dinner.