". . . Alright, understand something, you can call me by my first name because I certainly will. I don't give a damn if you're male, female or neuter. I'll treat you with respect, but I expect you to do the same to me and conduct yourself in a professional manner. . . Oh, and I'll drive you pretty hard."
She nodded firmly at his words, understanding his reasoning immediately. "Of course, Morgan. I would love for you to call me Tana either way. And as for the driving, I wouldn't have it any other way." She smiled teasingly at him, a twinkle present in her eye that could only be interpreted as flirtatious, assuming the doctor was even paying any attention of course. He seemed to be a different kind of man, more absorbed in his work than anything else. The way he looked almost hesitant to accept her obviously much needed help made her feel as though there was a reason behind him not wanting her company... A reason she was eager to find out about.
"Sorry if I'm not particularly welcomin this morning. If I haven't had enough sleep in a while I tend to focus on the more important things and let the social niceties go for awhile, nothing personal you understand."
Tana followed after him, his demeanor suggesting that she did so, all while studying the scientist. He acted like a man on a mission, all straight-backed, tensed, and incredibly flustered; it told her that he was perhaps closer to unlocking a certain mystery than she originally anticipated... Now how exactly was she going to get close enough to him to get him to trust her?
She frowned slightly at his back, unsure of her following course of action. She had been willing to slowly worm her way into his work, into his heart. But now... It seemed like she may need to place her plan on fast track.
"It's fine. I understand. You seem completely worn out." Her voice was warm, comforting. "That's what I'm here for. You don't need to be nice to me, I'm perfectly fine with that. Just as long as you let me help you."
She smiled sweetly at him as she passed him to enter the freezer, arm brushing against his broad chest 'unintentionally'. She kept her face straight, as though she had not noticed a thing. "What do you need me to do?"