Melody laughs quietly, both a little flustered and yet smug at the fact he'd made such a mess because of her. She bites at her lip shyly as she listens to him speak, chuckling again when he repeats one of the things he'd like to do.

"Well, maybe we should meet up again," she suggests, letting her suggestion hang, giving him time to think on it. "I'm down in London next week for work, I'll be stopping over."

Maybe they could make all those wants a reality.