[ The sudden, deliberate offer has her faintly raising a brow; she isn't sure if he's entirely serious, if only because she's barely proficient in sarcasm herself... But she nods anyhow. ] Perhaps another time.

[ Right now they've got to make it out of this mess intact... (She doesn't get the potato reference either, clearly she's never played Portal 2.) ]

I believe I might have a solution for that, though... [ This really isn't the most discreet place to be summoning lightning from her fingertips... ]

If we could move somewhere more discreet...

[ Hopefully he gets the hint, and she offers to help transfer the dozing child to another caretaker. (Her blue hair nets her a few stairs, but otherwise the bystanders are gracious, quite willing to help in what little ways they can.) ]