"I take offense to that," he says in his most indignant tone, which isn't all that indignant at all really because she's so goddamn cute right now, trying and failing at keeping her laughter in her punchdrunk state. He loves the sound of her laugh, it's musical to him, the pitches perfect and sounding at just the right intervals. Her laugh and her voice and basically anything Kate, he suspects, are nothing short of flawless, no matter how much she might disagree.

He heaves a dramatic sigh at her short list of his apparently hilarious actions, even though he does have to admit that it had all been pretty damn funny in retrospect. There had been a brief moment when he'd been on the chair and Kate had opened the door to his apartment that he thought she might actually charge him and send him back to the hospital. Dinner with Danny had been a different kind of scary but he thinks it had turned out okay in the end, even though common ground between still feels a little shaky. At least he's pretty sure that Danny maybe kind of likes him. He pats a still laughing Kate lightly on the back. "I'm glad you think I'm so funny, had I known how little it takes to get you rolling, I'd have done it all a lot sooner."