Lalo is in a happy, buzzy, gooey-on-the-inside mood. Perhaps one of the only people in Milton who's forgotten all about the green fog.

"Oh, I'll show you, Miss Chloe," Lalo says breathily, and he grins at her and winks. But the truth is, he's happy to earn the chance to show her how bad he wants her. He's happy to ask her permission before doing anything, in fact, even though his pajamas are getting uncomfortable.

With surprising quickness for a man whose legs still feel like Jell-o, Lalo stands up, scooping Chloe into his arms to carry her off to the bedroom.

((OOC: Fade-out there, y/n?))