"[If it weren't for it being luxurious bath time I might have you come in with me so I can wash all the pomade out of it]," she jokes, reaching over and dragging her fingers through it to undo it just that little bit more. She trails the touch down the back of his neck, but leaves it at that as she rinses her dishes. She'd let him follow along to at least give the rest of his promised surprises before she disappeared into the bathroom for the rest of the evening, at least.