“Yes, of course, and I'll happily show you whatever I can.” Whenever they aren't doing this dance, which Klaus has to admit, he's just about done with. It's obvious they're flirting with one another, have been since Jim just about startled the pants off him. (Would've been a quick way out, honestly, even if all this unsubtlety will get him out of them just as fast.)

He notes the smile, bites the inside of his cheek to stifle his own grin, although to no avail. Ah, fuck it, he thinks, why the hell not?

“Alright, so, since we are quite obviously exchanging innuendo here: how about we ditch the practice for now and find somewhere else for some far more interesting activities?”