[ Asra laughed, the sound soft and smooth and warm as velvet, stepping onto the last landing with a tight dancer's spin, to face the taller man. ]

Ohhhh, only in danger of it? I'll need to try harder, in that case...

[ He backed in neat steps through the door which opened in the lobby, one arm reaching out at the perfect moment to open it before he ran into it, and he about-faced to breeze through the lobby with a cheerful hello to the attendant at the unkempt desk. They exchanged surface pleasantries while Asra led the way out to the darkened sidewalk. ]

Besides; I know that if our situations were reversed, you'd do your best to spoil me, too. Consider it a fair play at pre-emptive turnabout.