Darlington doesn't normally take public transportation either, not in New Haven anyway, so he nods, easily accepting that. He tilts his head when she looks him over, and he smiles. "What makes you think paper's not in vogue in my world?"

He looks her over, gaze flicking quickly from head to toe in a polite assessment rather than a flirtatious once-over. "Are you keeping a pair of trousers somewhere?"