Ivy smiles at him. "Wow. I can't imagine why you'd [i]want[/i] to be tied to [i]me[/i] that way, but I'm honored. And I've gotta say it. I [i]told[/i] you it [i]does[/i] impress girls. Even me," she looks up at him sheepishly, stepping close so she could put her hand on his shoulder.